Soup Soup Baby You've Been So Good to Me
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Act Naturally
They're gonna put me in the movies
                They're gonna make a big star out of me
                We'll make a film about a man that's sad and lonely
                And all I got to do is act naturally
Well, I bet you I'm a gonna be a big star
                Might win an Oscar you can never tell
                The movie's gonna make me a big star,
                'Cause I can play the part so well.
Well, I hope you come and see me in the movie
                Then I'll know that you will plainly see
                The biggest fool that's ever hit the big time
                And all I got to do is act naturally.
We'll make a scene about a man that's sad and lonely
                And begging down upon his bended knee
                I'll play the part but I won't need rehearsing
                All I have to do is act naturally.
Well, I bet you I'm a gonna be a big star
                Might win an Oscar you can never tell
                The movie's gonna make me a big star,
                'Cause I can play the part so well.
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Ain't Gonna Marry
—Maria Muldaur's version
Chorus:
                I ain't going to marry, I ain't going to settle down,
                I ain't going to marry, I ain't going to settle down,
                I'm gonna lay round here and run you men around.
Just when you think that your lovin' man is true,
                Just when you think that your lovin' man is true,
                He's my man, your man, and somebody else's too.
Big Fat woman with the meat shakin 'on her bones
                Big fat woman with the meat shakin' on her bones
                Every time she makes a shimmy skinny woman leave her home
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Ain't Gonna Work Tomorrow
Oh I'm gonna leave this country
                Lord I'm going around this world
                Oh I'm gonna leave this country
                For the sake of one little girl
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                Oh I ain't gonna work tomorrow
                I ain't gonna work this day
                Lord I ain't gonna work tomorrow
                For it may be a rainy day
Don't you hear my banjo ringing
                Don't you hear that mournful sound
                Don't you hear those pretty girls laughing
                Standing on that cold cold ground
Oh I'll hang my head in sorrow
                Oh I'll hang my head and cry
                Oh I'll hang my head in sorrow
                As my darling passes by
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Ain't I Been Good to You
Chorus:
                Ain't I been good to you
                Done all that I can do
                So faithful and so true
                Ain't I been good to you
I've tried and tried and tried
                To keep you satisfied
                But you found somebody new
                Even though I was good to you
It's causin' me such pain
                Sweetheart I can't explainl
                I can't believe we're through
                'Cause I've been so good to you
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Ain't No More Cane
Chorus:
                Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                It's all been ground down to molasses
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
You should've been on the river in nineteen and ten
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                They were drivin' the women just like they drove the men
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
Go down Old Hannah, don't you rise no more
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                Don't you rise up 'til Judgment Day's for sure
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
Captain, don't you do me like you done poor old Shine
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                Well ya drove that bully 'til he went stone blind
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                Well, you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead
                Ooh, ooh, ooh
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Ain't Nobody Gonna Miss Me
—Jimmy Martin
Once I had a little sweetheart I love dearly
                We planned the day when she would be my own
                Another man he stole my darlin from me
                And there ain't nobody gonna miss me when I'm gone
Chorus:
                Oh there ain't nobody gonna miss me when I'm gone
                There ain't nobody gonna mourn for me too long
                Oh won't you write these words upon my tombstone
                There ain't nobody gonna miss me when I'm gone
I had a lovin mother dear and daddy
                They've gone to live where the angels love to dwell
                They found eternal life up there in heaven
                Where I'll find my reward none can tell
Now you've been faithful kind and true to me old Copper
                You're the only one that's never done me wrong
                I am weepin while I pat your head ol Copper
                For there ain't nobody gonna miss me when I'm gone
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All Prayed Up
Chorus:
                I'm all prayed up, I'm ready to meet my Savior
                Eternal life is waitin' in the by and by
                I'm all prayed up, my faith will never waiver
                Heaven's doors gonna swing wide open when I die
I made my peace with Jesus a long long time ago
                I trusted Him and He would save my soul
                I walked up there beside Him, He guides me on my way
                I know He hears me when I kneel and pray
Now I ain't afraid of Satan, his wicked way of sin
                Well he tempted me but he could not pull me in
                When I've gone to live with Jesus, face my judgement day
                He'll fulfill me for the promise that He made
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                I'm all prayed up, my faith will never waiver
                Heaven's doors gonna swing wide open when I die
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All The Good Times Are Past and Gone
—Bill Monroe
I wish to the lord I'd never been born
                Or died when I was young
                I never would have seen your sparkling blue eyes
                Or heard your lying tongue
Chorus:
                All the good times are past and gone
                All the good times are o'er
                All the good times are past and gone
                Little darling don't weep no more
Don't you see that turtle dove
                That flies from pine to pine
                He's mourning for his own true love
                Just like I mourn for mine
Come back, come back my own true love
                And stay awhile with me
                For if ever I've had a friend in this world
                You've been that friend to me.
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Amber Tresses Tied in Blue
—The Carter Family
Far away in some deep mountain
                Where the merry sunbeams play
                There I wandered thru the clover
                Singing to a village maid
Chorus:
                She was dearer than the dearest
                Ever loving kind and true
                And she wore beneath her bonnet
                Amber tressee tied in blue
Fact decreed that we parted
                When the leaves of autumn fell
                Then two hearts were seperated
                That had loved each other well
She was all I had to cherish
                Every loving king and true
                Now I see in every vision
                Amber tresses tied in blue
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And We Bid You Goodnight
—Joseph Spence
Lay down my dear brothers, lay down and take your rest
                Oh won't you lay your head upon your saviour's breast
                I love you, oh but Jesus loves you the best
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight (X3)
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Walking in Jerusalem just like John
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
I remember right well, I remember right well
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
His rod and his staff shall comfort me
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Tell "A" for the ark, that wonderful boat
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Tell "B" for the beast at the ending of the wood
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Well it eat all the children that would not be good
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Walking in the valley of the shadow of death
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Lay down my dear brothers, lay down and take your rest
                Oh won't you lay your head upon your saviour's breast
                I love you, oh but Jesus loves you the best
                And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
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Angel Band
My latest sun is sinking fast
                My race is nearly run
                My longest trials now are passed
                My triumph has begun
CHORUS :
                Oh, come angel band
                Come and around me stand
                Bear me away on your snowy wings
                To my immortal home
                Bear me away on your snowy wings
                To my immortal home
Oh, bear my loving heart to him
                Who bled and died for me
                Whose blood now cleanses from all sins
                And gives me victory
I've almost reached my heavenly home
                My spirit loudly sings
                The holy ones,behold they come
                I hear the noise of wings
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Are You Tired of Me My Darlin'
—Lilly Brothers
Are you tired of me my darling
                Did you mean those words you said
                When you spoke in fond affection
                On the day that we were wed
Chorus:
                Tell me could you live life over
                Would you make it otherwise
                Are you tired of me my darling
                Answer only with your eyes
Did you ever rue the springtime
                When we first each other met
                And you told me that you'd love me
                Words my heart can n'er forget
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Are You Waiting Just For Me
—Red Allen
Are you waiting just for me my darling
                While I'm across the deep blue sea
                Or have you found someone else my darling
                Please tell me are you waiting just for me?
While I'm writing you tonight my darling
                There's such a burning deep down in my breast
                I know you promised that you would be faithful
                Please tell me darling have you stood the test?
You've never given me of course I'm doubt you
                You have always been so true and fine
                But my spirit keeps on singing low
                For appearing then a new love you might find
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Arkansas Traveler
Oh once upon a time in Arkansas
                An old man sat in his little cabin door
                And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear
                A jolly old tune that he played by ear
It was raining hard but the fiddler didn't care
                He sawed away at the popular air
                Though his rooftop leaked like a waterfall
                That didn't seem to bother the old man at all
A traveler was riding by that day
                And stopped to hear him a—fiddling away
                The cabin was afloat and his feet were wet
                But the old man still didn't seem to fret
So the stranger said Now the way it seems to me
                You'd better mend your roof said he
                But the old man said as he played away
                I couldn't mend it now it's a rainy day
The traveler replied that's all quite true
                But this I think is the thing for you to do
                Get busy on a day that is fair and bright
                Then patch the old roof till it's good and tight
But the old man kept on a—playing at his reel
                And tapped the ground with his leathery heel
                Get along said he for you give me a pain
                My cabin never leaks when it doesn't rain
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Ashes of Love
Chorus:
                Ashes of love cold as ice,
                You made the debt and I'll pay the price.
                Our love is gone there's no doubt,
                Ashes of love the flame burned out.
The love light that gleamed in your eyes,
                Has gone out to my surprise.
                We said goodbye my heart bled;
                I can't revive our love — it's dead.
I trusted dear our love would stand,
                Your every wish was my command.
                My heart tells me I must forget,
                I loved you then I love yet.
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Banks of the Ohio
I asked my love to take a walk
                Just a walk a little way
                And as we walk, oh, may we talk
                All about our wedding day
Only say that you'll be mine
                In our home we'll happy be
                Down beside where the waters flow
                On the banks of the Ohio
I held a knife against her breast
                As into my arms she pressed
                She said Willie, don't you murder me
                I'm unprepared for eternity
I took her by her lily white hand
                And dragged her down that bank of sand
                There I throwed her in to drown
                I watched her as she floated down
Was walking home tween twelve and one
                Thinkin' of what I had done
                I killed a girl, my love you see
                Because she would not marry me
The very next morn about half past four
                The Sheriff came knocked at my door
                He said now young man come now and go
                Down to the Banks of the Ohio
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Big Ball in Brooklyn
Chorus:
                Big ball in Brooklyn, big ball in town
                Big ball in Brooklyn, we'll dance around
My love's in jail, boys, my love's in jail.
                My love's in jail, boys, can't go her bail.
Goin' to Georgia, goin' to roam
                Goin' to Georgia, to make it my home
Workin' on the railroad, sleepin' on the ground,
                Eating soda crackers, ten cents a pound
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Big River
—Johnny Cash
Look at all the pretty girls walking down the street
                Kicking up their heels they're happy on their feet
                Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry
                And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
                And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
                Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
                And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.
                Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin' in Davenport,
                And I followed you, Big River, when you called.
Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).
                A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
                I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the block.
                She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.
Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on.
                Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
                Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.
                She loves you, Big River, more than me.
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry
                And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
                And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
                Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
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Big Rock Candy Mountain
Intro:
                One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning
                Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said boys I'm not turning
                I'm headin for a land that's far away beside the crystal fountains
                So come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright
                Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night
                Where the boxcars are all empty and the sun shines every day
                On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees
                Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
                In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains all the cops have wooden legs
                And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs
                The farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay
                Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow
                Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow
                In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains you never change your socks
                And the little streams of alcohol come a—trickling down the rocks
                The brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind
                There's a lake of stew and of whiskey too
                You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe
                In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin
                And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in
                There ain't no short handled shovels, no axes saws or picks
                I'm a goin to stay where you sleep all day
                Where they hung the jerk that invented work
                In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
I'll see you all this coming fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountains
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Big Spike Hammer
—Flatt & Scruggs
Can't you hear the whistle of my big spike hammer
                Lord it's busting my side
                I've done all I can do to keep that woman happy
                Still she's not satisfied
Hey hey Della Mae
                Why do you treat me this way
                Hey hey Della Mae
                I'll get even some day
I'm the best hammer swinger on this big section gang
                Big Bill Johnson is my name
                Lord this hammer that I swing for a dollar and a half a day
                I'll all for my Della Mae
Now I've been lots of places, not much I ain't done
                There's still alot of things I'd like to see
                Lord this hammer that I swing or the woman that I love
                Yes, one's gonna be the death of me
Big Spike Hammer Big Spike Hammer
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Bile Them Cabbages Down
Went up on the mountain
                Just to give my horn a blow
                Thought I heard my true love say
                Yonder comes my beau
Bile them Cabbage down
                Turn them hoecakes round
                The only song that I can sing
                Is bile them cabbage down
Took my gal to the blacksmith shop
                To have her mouth made small
                She turned around a time or two
                And swallowd shop and all
Possum in a Simmon tree
                Raccoon on the ground
                Raccoon says you son—of—a—gun
                Shake some Simmon's down
Someone stole my old 'coon dog
                Wish they'd bring him back
                He chased the big hogs through the fence
                And the little ones through the crack
Met a possum in the road
                Blind as he could be
                Jumped the fence and whipped my dog
                And bristled up at me
Once I had an old gray mule
                His name was Simon Slick
                He'd roll his eyes and back his ears
                And how that mule would kick
How that mule would kick
                He kicked with his dying breath
                He shoved his hind feet down his throat
                And kicked himself to death
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Bill Cheatham
My old dog went rollin' in the pig pen
                She come in the house and stunk up the kitchen
                Kicked her out but she just come back again
                Lying round the livin' room scratching out the fleas.
I'm sneezin' and a wheezin' from the hair in the air
                She's crappin' in the corner and peein' everwhere
                She's knocking down the baby and sleepin' on the stair
                I yell and I holler but the dog don't care.
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Black Eyed Susie
—Holy Modal Rounders
My pretty little Susie's just half grown
                Jumps on a man like a dog on a bone.
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                Hey, black—eyed Susie, hey, little black—eyed Susie, hey.
Come little Susie, let's go to the loft
                The hay up there's always warm and soft
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If your mommy knew she'd tan your hide
                Your daddy would hunt me dead or alive
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I gave your little brother a big silver dollar
                If he sees your daddy coming he'll let out a holler.
                Refrain
The only thing I like to do better than my doodling
                Is put my head between your legs and do a little yodelling
                Refrain
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Black Eyed Susie
—Traditional
Black eyed Susie went to town
                All she wore was a gingham gown
Hey Black eyed Susie
                Ho Black eyed Susie
                Hey Black eyed Susie Jane.
I may get drunk I may get woozy
                But I'm comin' home to Black eyed Susie
Black eyed Susie's long and tall
                Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
Hey old man I want your daughter
                To chop my wood and carry my water
Black eyed Susie lives in a holler
                She won't come and I won't call her
All I want in this creation
                Pretty little wife on a big plantation.
All I need to make me happy
                Two little boys to call me Pappy.
One name Sop and the other name Gravy
                One sop it up and the other gonna save it.
Up Red Oak and down salt water
                Some old man gonna lose his daughter.
Black eyed Susie went huckleberry pickin'
                Came home late and took a lickin'.
Love my wife and love my baby
                Love my biscuits sopped in gravy.
Goin' back home with a pocket full of money
                Somebody there to call me honey.
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Blackjack David
—Incredible String Band version
Blackjack David is the name that I bear
                Been alone in the forest for a long time
                But the time is come, and when a lady I find
                I will love her and hold her, singing through the green green trees
The skin on my hands is like leather, alright.
                My face is so hard from the cold wind
                But my heart's so warm with the song that I sing
                Will charm a fair lady, singing through the green green trees
Fair Eloise rode out that day
                From her fine fine home in the morning
                In the flush of dawn, came a sound to her ear
                Drifting, floating, singing through the green green trees
Last night she slept on a fine feather bed
                Far far from Blackjack David
                Tonight she'll sleep on the cold cold ground
                And love him and hold him, singing through the green green trees
Now sixteen summers was all that she'd seen
                And her skin was soft a velvet
                But she's forsaken her fine fine home
                And Blackjack David is singing through the green green trees
Saddle me up my fine grey mare
                Cried the lord of the house next morning
                My servants tell me that my daughter is gone
                With Blackjack David, singing through the green green trees
Well he rode all day and he rode all night
                But he never did find his daughter
                But he heard from afar, come drift on the wind
                Two voices, laughing, singing through the green green trees
Oh, Blackjack David is the name that I bear
                Been alone in the forest for a long time
                But now I've found me a lady so fair
                And I love her, hold her, singing through the green green trees
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Blaze of Glory
—Larry Keith, Johnny Slate, Danny Morrison
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                Let's go out in a blaze of glory.
                All good things must end.
                Like two heroes in a story,
                let's go out like we came in
                In a blaze of glory.
Here we are broken hearted.
                We thought our love would never end.
                We fell hard when we got started.
                We're fallin' out like we fell in.
Let's don't lie and hurt each other.
                That would be our worst mistake.
                Once again let's act like lovers.
                One more time for old time's shake
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Blue Moon of Kentucky
—Bill Monroe
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
                Shine on the one that's gone and proved untrue
                Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
                Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
It was on a moonlight night
                The stars were shining bright
                And they whispered from on high
                Your love has said good—bye
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
                Shine on the one that's gone and said good—bye
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Blue Night
—Bill Monroe
Blue night I got you on my mind
                Blue night I can't keep from crying
                You met someone that was new
                You quit someone that you knew was true
                Blue night I got you on my mind
Blue night blue as I can be
                I don't know what'll become of me
                Where we used to walk I walk alone
                With an aching heart because my love is gone
                Blue night blue as I can be
Blue night 'cause I'm all alone
                I used to call you on the telephone
                I used to call and it made you glad
                Now I call and it makes you mad
                Blue night 'cause I'm all alone
Blue night all by myself
                Since you put me on that shelf
                There's just one thing that you must know
                You're gonna reap just what you sow
                Blue night, all by myself
                Blue night, all by myself
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Blue Railroad Train
—the Delmore Brothers
Blue railroad train going down the railroad tracks
                It makes me feel so doggone blue to listen to that old smokestack
                Come back again let me hear the whistle blow
                You're taking the sun and leaving the rain
                And I hate to see you go
Blue railroad train leaving me far behind
                Gimme back the good old days and let me ramble down the line
                Blue railroad train leaving me her alone
                You treat me good you treat me bad
                You're making me think of home
I've got the blues I'm longing for your company
                It's many miles from where I am to the only one for me
                It's lonely here waiting for the manifest
                I hope that engineer is kind enough to let me be his guest
I'm not as bad as you might think I am
                I hobo here I hobo there I've traveled these states around
                Blue railroad train a good old pal to me
                You take me where I want to go and my transportation's free
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Blue Ridge Cabin Home
—Flatt and Scruggs
There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside
                Where I wandered when I was a lad
                And I wandered alone to the place I call home
                In those Blueridge hills far away
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                Oh I love those hills of old Virginia
                From those Blueridge hills I did roam
                When I die won't you bury me on the mountain
                Far away near my Blueridge mountain home
Now my thoughts wander back to that ramshackle shack
                In those blue ridge hills far away
                Where my mother and dad were laid there to rest
                They are sleeping in peace together there
I return to that old cabin home with the sigh
                I've been longing for days gone by
                When I die won't you bury me on that old mountain side
                Make my resting place upon the hills so high
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Blue Yodel #3
—Jimmie Rogers, as sung by Monroe
She's long she's tall she's six feet from the ground (X2)
                She's tailor made Lord she ain't no hand me down
                Yodel layee oh a layee oh alayee.
She's got eyes like diamonds and her teeth shine just the same (X2)
                She's got sweet ruby lips and hair like a horse's mane
                Yodel layee oh a layee oh alayee.
Everytime I see you mamma you're always on the street (X2)
                You hang out on the corner like a police on his beat
                Yodel layee oh a layee oh alayee.
Everytime I need you mamma Lord I always find you gone (X2)
                Listen here sweet mamma you better put your air brakes on
                Yodel layee oh a layee oh alayee.
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Blues in a Bottle
—Prince Albert Hunt
Blues in a bottle, blues in a bottle,
                Where do you think you're at pretty mama,
                Blues in a bottle, where do you think you're at?
                You went and kicked my dog, and
                Now you drowned my cat. (sat on my hat)
Going to Chattanoogy, Going to Chattanoogy,
                See my ponies run, pretty mama.
                Going to Chattanoody, to see my ponies run.
                If I win a prize, going to give my baby some.
Rooster chews tobacco, rooster chews tobacco,
                The hen uses snuff, pretty mama.
                The rooster chews tobacco, and the hen uses snuff.
                The baby chickens don't use nothing, they just strut their stuff.
Goin to a silly party, goin to a silly party
                Sorry I can't take you, pretty mama.
                Going to a silly party, sorry I can't take you.
                I just can't abide no woman goes 'round sniffin' glue.
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Blues in a bottle, blues in a bottle,
                Stopper in my hand, pretty mama.
                Blues in a bottle, stopper in my hand.
                I'm going back to Fort Worth, find me another man.
Dig your 'taters, go dig your 'taters,
                It's 'tater digging time, pretty mama.
                Go dig your 'taters, it's 'tater digging time.
                Old man Jack Frost done and killed your vine.
Asked my baby, asked my baby,
                Could she stand to see me cry, pretty mama.
                Asked my baby, could she stand to see me cry.
                Says, "Old black daddy, I can stand to see you die."
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Bring Your Clothes Back Home
—John Hartford
Mama killed a rooster, thought it was a duck
                Put it on the table with its legs pokin' up
                Oh, babe — 'bout to lose my mind
                Bring your clothes back home and try me one more time
You know about kissing and loving on down
                You're the dreamiest gal I've ever been around
                Oh, babe — 'bout to lose my mind
                Bring your clothes back home and try me one more time
She's coming down the stairs going "oop shoop a—doobie"
                I'm looking up thinking 'bout that flip—flop—floobie
                Oh, babe — 'bout to lose my mind
                Bring your clothes back home and try me one more time
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Bringing in the Georgia Mail
See the engine puffing, boy she's making time
                That old trains wearing out the rail, rail, rail
                Heading for the mountain that she's got to climb
                Bringing in the Georgia mail
Ninety miles an hour and she's gaining speed
                Listen to the whistle moan and wail, wail, wail
                Has she got the power I'll say yes indeed
                Bringing in the Georgia mail
See the driver's travel watch her spin the track
                Ought to put that engineer in jail, jail, jail
                Has he got her rolling watch her ball the jack
                Bringing in the Georgia mail
Rocking and a reeling spouting off the steam
                Stoke the fire and hope the brakes don't fail, fail, fail
                Serving all the people listen to her scream
                Bringing in the Georgia mail
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Buffalo Gals
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
                Come out tonight Come out tonight
                Buffalo gals wont you come out tonight
                And dance by the light of the moon
Now I got a gal with a wart on her chin
                Toes turned out and her eyes turned in
                Prteey good gal for the shape she's in
                Tell me is she coming out tonight
Give you five dollars if you come out tonight
                Come out tonight Come out tonight
                Give you five dollars if you come out tonight
                And dance by the light of the moon
I got a gal at the top of the hill
                Top of the hill Top of the hill
                She's a moonshiner's daughter
                But I love her still
                Tell me is she coming out tonight
Me and my gal we sit on the stoop
                Sit on the stoop Sit on the stoop
                Here dad came out and made me loop the loop
                Tell me is she coming out tonight
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Bully of the Town
—Holy Modal Rounders, originally Charles E. Trevathan late 1800's
Have you heard about the bully that's just come into town?
                He's rounding up the people and layin' their bodies down.
                And I'm looking for the bully of the town.
I just got here from Tennessee, and I can't allow
                No redneck rebel roustabout with me to raise a row
                And I'm looking for that Bully to make him bow.
Chorus:
                As I walk this levee round, round, round, round,
                Every night I can't be found, found, found, found
                As I walk this levee round, just lookin' for that bully, and he must be found.
I'm goin' to the corner with my ax in my hand,
                I'm gonna find that bully, and I'll sweep him off the land.
                And I'm lookin' for that bully, to make him stand.
I'm goin' to the corner, to get my razor blade,
                I'm gonna find that bully and lay him in the shade
                And I'm lookin for the bully of the town.
Now when you see me comin' heist your window high;
                And when you see me goin' hang your head and cry;
                And I'm lookin' for that bully and he must die.
My madness keeps a—risin' I ain't gonna get left,
                I'm gettin' so evil I'm scared of myself.
                And I'm gonna put that bully on a shelf.
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When I got done with that bully, a doctor and a nurse
                Weren't no good to him, so they put him in a hearse,
                A cyclone couldn't have tore him up much worse.
You don't hear 'bout that fella that treated folks so mean,
                Go down to the levee and his face just won't be seen.
                Now there's only one boss bully, and that one's me.
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Bully of the Town
—Stringbean's Version
I'm looking for that bully, the bully of your town
                I'm looking for that bully, the bully can't be found.
                I'm looking for that bully of your town
Chorus:
                Oh out on the levee walkin' round, round, round
                Every day I may be found, found, found,
                When you see me walkin' this round
                I'm looking for that bully of your town
When I met that bully way down in southern town
                When I met that bully we both went round and round
                I by the bully of your town
Well I've been east and I've been west
                And I've been all around
                I'm huntin' for that bully, that bully can't be found
                I'm looking for that bully of your town
I'm looking for that bully, the bully of your town
                I'm looking for that bully, the bully can't be found.
                I'm looking for that bully of your town
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| V | V | V | I | 
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Bury Me Beneath the Willow
—Monroe Brothers
My heart is sad and I'm in sorrow
                Weeping for the one I love
                When shall I see her oh no never
                'Til we meet in heaven above
Chorus:
                Bury me beneath the willow
                Under the weeping willow tree
                When she hears that I am sleeping
                Maybe then she'll weep for me
Tomorrow was to be our wedding
                God oh God where can she be
                She's gone a courting with another
                And no longer cares for me
She told me that she did not love me
                I could not believe it was true
                Until an angel softly whispered
                She no longer cares for you
Place on my grave a snow white lily
                To prove my love for her was true
                To show the world I died of grieving
                For her love I could not win
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Busted
—Harlan Howard 1962
My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes and I'm busted
                Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, but I'm busted
                I got a cow that went dry and a hen that won't lay
                A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day
                The county's gonna haul my belongings away cause I'm busted.
I went to my brother to ask for a loan cause I was busted
                I hate to beg like a dog without his bone, but I'm busted
                My brother said there ain't a thing I can do,
                My wife and my kids are all down with the flu,
                And I was just thinking about calling on you 'cause I'm busted.
Well, I am no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted
                The food that we canned last summer is gone and I'm busted
                The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow,
                Me and my family got to pack up and go,
                But I'll make a living, just where I don't know cause I'm busted.
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| V | V | I | I | 
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But That's All Right
—Autry Inman
I gave my heart I gave my all
                you built me up then you let me fall
                You wore my ring upon your hand
                but then you changed your mind
                But that's all right
                I looked around and found true love
You made me laugh you made me cry
                I wished that day that I could die
                You never dreamed that by and by
                I'd be glad you changed your mind
                Yes that's all right
                I looked around and found true love
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Can't Get No Better
—John Hartford
Well he caressed her breast she hie di died his thigh
                And the pill lit on the pillow amongst the wine bottles and the cheese
                Took a Polaroid picture that was naughty and it slipped yes it did
                And just when I thought it couldn't get no better then it did
Chorus:
                Just when you think it can't get no better then it does
                It's always so much better than it ever was
                Seems like all the good things come at once, yes they do
                And just when you think it can't get no better then it does
Well they knew what they liked they ain't neither one of them naive
                She said I'll probably get in trouble but this time I don't care
                Well I should go to work but I'd rather be with you instead
                And just when I thought it couldn't get no better then it did
She taught school and he played the five string banjo
                She lived here in town and he traveled the whole world wide
                Well she packed the lunch brought the wine he drove the car and scored a lid
                And just when I thought it couldn't get no better then it did
It was a perfect day for dalliance and a picnic
                And a riverbank was an excellent place to love
                Well the sun was a shining and the birds were singing overhead
                And just when I thought it couldn't get no better then it did
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Can't You Hear Me Calling
—Bill Monroe
The days are long the nights are lonely
                Since you left me all alone
                I miss you so my little darling
                I worried so since you've been gone
Chorus:
                Sweetheart of mine can't you hear me calling
                A million times I love you best
                I mistreated you, lord and I'm sorry
                Come back to me is my request
I remember dear the night we parted
                A big mistake had caused it all
                If you come back sunshine will follow
                If you stay away twill be my fall
The nights are long my little darling
                Oh how I need your sweet embrace
                When I awoke the sun was shining
                I looked up and I saw your face
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Careless Love
Love oh love careless love
                Love oh love careless love
                Love oh love oh careless love
                See what careless love has done
Once I wore my apron low (3x)
                I couldn't keep you from my door
What oh what will mama say (3x)
                When she learns I've gone astray
I love my mama and papa too (3x)
                See what I get for lovin' you
Now I wear my apron high (3x)
                You pass my door you walk on by
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| I | I | V | V | 
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Carve That Possum
—Sam Lucas via Dave Macon
My dog treed, I went to see, (On children, on)
                There was a possum up that tree, (On children, on)
                And that possum began to grin, (On children, on)
                I reached up and took him in, (On children, on)
Chorus:
                Carve that possum
                Carve that possum, children
                Carve that possum children
                Oh, come children come.
Carried him home and dressed him on,
                Hung him out that night to frost,
                One way to cook the possum down,
                First par boil then bake him brown
Possum meat am good to eat,
                Always fat and good and sweet,
                Grease potatoes in the pan,
                Greatest eatin in the land.
Some eat early and some eat soon,
                Some like a possum and some like coon,
                That possum's just the thing for me,
                Old Rattler's got another'n up a tree.
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Cash on the Barrelhead
—Louvin Brothers
Got in a little trouble at the county seat
                Lord they put me in the jailhouse, for loafing on the street
                When the judge heard the verdict, I was a guilty man
                He said forty—five dollars, or thirty days in the can
Chorus:
                And that'll be cash on the barrelhead, son
                You can take your choice, you're twenty—one
                No money down, no credit plan
                No time to chase you, 'cause I'm a busy man
Found a telephone number, on a laundry slip
                Had a kind—hearted jailer, with a six—gun hip
                He let me call long—distance, She said, "Number, please?"
                No sooner than I told her, she hollered out at me
Chorus:
                That'll be cash on the barrelhead, son
                Not part, not half, but the entire sum
                No money down, no credit plan
                'Cause a little bird tells me that you're a traveling man
Thirty days in the jailhouse, four days on the road
                I was feeling mighty hungry, my feet a heavy load
                Saw a Greyhound a coming, stuck up my thumb
                Just as I'd been seated, the driver caught my arm
Chorus:
                That'll be cash on the barrelhead son
                This old gray dog, gets paid to run
                When engine starts, oh the wheels won't roll
                That'll be cash on the barrelhead, I'll take you down the road
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| V | V | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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Chump Man Blues
I'm going down to the river, take a great big jump.
                I'm going down to the river, take a great big jump.
                I used to be a wise man, but this woman made me a chump.
Now, it sure is funny how hard a man can fall.
                Now, it sure is funny how hard a man can fall.
                When he gets to thinkin' that one woman has got it all.
Well, she threw me out; I went walkin' down the track.
                She threw me out! I went walkin' down the track.
                But I turned right around, (Lord have mercy),
                and begged her to take me back.
Well, she ain't no good, but I can't leave her somehow.
                Naw, she ain't no good, but I can't leave her somehow.
                I used to be a wild cat, but this woman has chained me down.
Now she don't act sweet, she's that mean and naggin' kind.
                Naw she don't act sweet, she's that mean and naggin' kind.
                But she's got this little quiver, make a strong man lose his mind.
So, I'm goin' down to the river, take a great big jump.
                Right after I get done singin' right here tonight, I'm gonna jump.
                I used to be a wise man, but this woman made me a chump.
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| IV | IV | I | I | 
| V | IV | I | I | 
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Clementine
Chorus:
                Oh my darling, oh my darling
                Oh my darling, Clementine
                You are lost and gone forever
                Dreadful sorry, Clementine
In a cavern, in a canyon
                Excavating for a mine
                Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
                And his daughter, Clementine
Light she was and like a fairy
                And her shoes were number nine
                Herring boxes, without topses
                Sandals were for Clementine
Drove she ducklings to the water
                Ev'ry morning just at nine
                Hit her foot against a splinter
                Fell into the foaming brine
Ruby lips above the water
                Blowing bubbles, soft and fine
                But, alas, I was no swimmer
                So I lost my Clementine
How I missed her! How I missed her
                How I missed my Clementine
                But I kissed her little sister
                I forgot my Clementine
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Cluck Old Hen
I had an old hen she had a wooden leg
                Best old hen that never laid an egg
                Laid more eggs than any hen around the barn
                Another drink of whiskey wouldn't do me any harm
Chorus:
                Cluck old hen cluck and sing
                Ain't seen an egg since way last Spring
                Cluck old hen cluck and squall,
                Ain't laid an egg since way last fall
My old hen's a good old hen
                She lays eggs for the railroad men
                Sometimes one sometimes two
                Sometimes enough for the whole damn crew
Chorus:
                Cluck old hen cluck when I tell you
                Cluck old hen or I'm gonna sell you
                Last time she cackled cackled in the lot
                Next time she cackles cackle in the pot
My old hen's a good old hen
                She lays eggs for the railroad men
                Sometimes 8 and sometimes ten
                That's enough for the railroad men
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Columbus Stockade Blues
—Jimmie Davis and Eva Sargent
Way down in Columbus, Georgia
                Want to be back in Tennessee
Way down in Columbus Stockade
                Friends all turned their backs on me
Bridge:
                Well go away and leave me if you wish to
                Never let me cross your mind
In your heart you love another
                Leave me little darling I don't mind
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Come All Ye Fair and Tender Ladies
Chorus:
                Go and leave me if you wish to
                Never let it cross your mind
                If in your heart you love another
                Leave me little darling, I don't mind
Last night as I lay sleeping
                I dreamt I held you in my arms
                When I awoke I was mistaken
                I was peering through the bars
Many a night with you I've rambled
                Many an hour with you I've spent
                Thought I had your heart forever
                Now I find it's only lent
Come all ye fair and tender ladies.
                Be careful how you court young men.
                They're like a star on a summer's morning.
                They'll first appear and then they're gone.
They'll tell you some loving story
                They'll declare to you their love is true
                Then they will go and court some other
                And that's the love they have for you
Do you remember our days of courting
                When your head lay upon my breast
                You could make me believe with falling of your arm
                That the sun rose in the West
I wish I was a little sparrow,
                And I had wings with which to fly
                Right over to see my false true-lover,
                And when he's talking I'd be nigh.
But I'm not a little sparrow,
                I have no wings with which to fly
                So I sit here in grief and sorrow,
                To weep and pass my troubles by.
If I had known before I courted
                that love was such a killing thing
                I'd a-locked my heart in a box of golden
                and fastened it up with a silver pin.
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Coney Isle
Just out on the mountain sitting on a log,
                Finger on the trigger and an eye on a hog,
                I'm on my way, I'm going back to Coney Isle.
I pulled the trigger and the gun says zip,
                Jumped on the hog with all of my grip,
                I'm on my way, I'm going back to Coney Isle.
It's hello Sal, I know you,
                The one old slipper and a run down shoe,
                I'm on my way, I'm going back to Coney Isle.
Now talk about a people having a devil of a time,
                Eating up the chicken and a drinking the wine,
                I'm on my way, I'm going back to Coney Isle.
Said, I went down to the Turkish feast
                People was eatin' like big wild geese
                I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle
Bake that flapjack, bake him brown
                Swing them flapjacks around, around
                I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle
Make that featherbed and make it up a-right
                Old Miner Brown are gonna stay all night
                I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle
Makes no difference how the time may be
                Everything in the world sure suits me
                I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle
When I get ready to leave this Earth
                I look a-back, say my money's worth
                I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, Coney Isle
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Corn Liquor
—Buck Owens
Well when I was a little bitty boy no bigger than an old polecat
                Well I used to wonder like all kids what made this do that
Now I'd seen what happened to my pa when he'd take a drink from a jug
                Yeah he'd start with a smile and then after awhile he'd be out on the floor like rug
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                Corn liquor (corn liquor) corn liquor (corn liquor) what makes you do what you do
                Well they feel no pain when you touch their brain corn liquor they love you
Well now one day in the afternoon my folks were away for awhile
                Yeah I got the jug down from the shelf to see what made 'em smile
Now I slowly sipped in then nearly flipped that one drink was enough
                For the life of me I just can't see why they love that awful stuff
Well as I grew older I thought about that first sip that I had
                Yeah I really burned but soon I learned it wasn't all that bad
Now to ease the pressures of this world here's the way I've got it figured
                Well the thing to do for me and you is drink lotsa good corn liquor
Yeah I feel no pain when you touch my brain corn liquor I love you
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| I | V | I | I | 
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Crawdad Song
You get a line and I'll get a pole honey
                You get line and I'll get a pole babe
                You get a line I'll get a pole
                We'll go down to the crawdad hole
                Honey baby mine
Yonder comes a man with a sack on his back honey
                Yonder comes a man with a sack on his back babe
                Yonder comes a man with a sack on his back
                He's got more crawdads than he could pack
                Honey baby mine
Man fell down and he burst his sack honey
                Man fell down and he burst his sack babe
                Man fell down and he burst his sack
                You oughta see the crawdad backin' back
                Honey baby mine
What you gonna do when the pond's gone dry honey
                What you gonna do when the pond's gone dry babe
                What you gonna do when the pond's gone dry
                Sit on the banks and watch the crawdads die
                Honey baby mine
Sit on the bank til my feet get cold honey
                Sit on the bank til my feet get cold babe
                Sit on the bank til my feet get cold we'll go down
                To the crawdad hole honey, sugar baby mine
Hurry up babe, you slept too late, honey
                Hurry up babe, you slept too late, babe
                Hurry up honey, you slept too late
                The crawdad man done passed your gate
                Honey, babe of mine
Sell your crawdads three for a dime, honey
                Sell your crawdads three for a dime, babe
                Sell your crawdads three for a dime
                Your crawdads ain't good as mine
                Honey, babe of mine
What're you gonna do when the lake goes dry, honey
                What're you gonna do when the lake goes dry, babe
                What're you gonna do when the lake goes dry
                Sit on the bank watch the crawdads die
                Honey, babe of mine
I heard the duck say to the drake, honey
                I heard the duck say to the drake, babe
                I heard the duck say to the drake
                Ain't no crawdads in this lake
                Honey, babe of mine
There's a little bitty baby, nine days old, honey
                Little bitty baby, nine days old, sweet thang
                Little bitty baby, nine days old
                Stuck his finger in a crawdad hole
                Honey, babe of mine
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Cripple Creek
I got a girl and she loves me
                She's as sweet as sweet can be
                She's got eyes of baby blue
                Makes my gun shoot straight and true.
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                Goin' up Cripple Creek goin' in a run
                Goin' up Cripple Creek to have some fun.
Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep
                I'll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep
                Roll my breeches to my knees
                I'll wade ol' Cripple Creek when I please
I went down to Cripple Creek
                To see what them girls had to eat
                I got drunk and fell against the wall
                Old corn likker was the cause of it all
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Cry, Cry Darling
—J.D. Miller and Jimmy C. Newman
Cry, cry darling, that's what I'll do
                If you should leave me with the blues
                Cry, cry darling, that's all I do
                cause you're the one that's in my heart
For me there'll be no moonlight
                If ever we should part
                Cry, cry darling, that's all I do
                Cause you're the one that's in my heart
Cry, cry darling, my eyes will cry
                and never dry if you should go
                Cry cry darling, when shadows creep
                I'll just weep all night I know
You know how much I'd miss you
                If ever we should part
                Cry, cry darling, that's all I do
                cause you're the one that's in my heart
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Verse and Chorus:
| I | I7 | IV | IV | 
| I | I | V | V7 | 
| I | I7 | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Crying Holy
Chorus:
                Crying holy unto the Lord
                Crying holy unto the Lord
                If I could I surely would
                Stand on the rock where Moses stood
Lord I ain't no stranger now
                Lord I ain't no stranger now
                I've been introduced to the Father and the Son
                Lord I ain't no stranger now
Sinners run hide your face
                Sinners run hide your face
                Sinners run to the Lord and hide your face
                Lord cried out "No hiding place"
Chorus and Verse:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Cumberland Gap
—Spencer & Rains:
Come on boys lets take a little nap
                We'll all go down to the Cumberland Gap
                Cumberland Gap, Cumberland Gap
                We'll all go down to the Cumberland Gap
Cumberland Gap is a mighty fine place,
                There's streams of whiskey to wash your face
                Lay down boys and take your ease
                Gonna have a battle with the ticks and fleas.
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                Cumberland Gap, Cumberland Gap
                We'll all go down to the Cumberland Gap
                Cumberland Gap, Cumberland Gap
                We'll all go down to the Cumberland Gap
Well ox to the wagon and everything's packed
                We'll all go down to the Cumberland Gap
                Cumberland Gap, oh Cumberland Gap
                We'll all go down to the Cumberland Gap
When I die I'll make my will
                I want to be buried on a Cumberland hill,
                Cumberland Gap is now my home
                Gonna leave old Cumberland alone.
Refrain
Verse:
| |: I | vi or IV | vi or IV | I :| | 
Refrain:
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Cumberland Gap
—Dirk Powell:
Me and my wife and my wife's pap
                All come back to the Cumberland Gap
                Cumberland Gap, Cumberland Gap
                All come down to the Cumberland Gap
I fell down and took a little nap
                Wake up sober in the Cumberland Gap
                Cumberland Gap, Cumberland Gap
                Wake up sober in the Cumberland Gap
Cumberland Gap is a rough old place
                There ain't enough water for to wash your face
                Cumberland Gap it ain't my home
                I'm gonna leave old Cumberland alone
Old Aunt Theda, I like Sal
                I'm gonna marry that pretty little gal
                Pretty little gal, pretty little gal
                I'm gonna marry that pretty little gal.
Dear Aunt Sal if you don't care,
                I'll leave my demijohn a-sittin right there
                If it ain't there when I get back,
                I'll raise hell in Cumberland Gap.
Me and my wife and my wife's pap
                All come down to the Cumberland Gap
                He likes gin and I like rum
                I tell you boys we'll have our fun
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Daddy's Gone To Knoxville
—Mark Knopfler
Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone, when he's gone
                Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone, when he's gone
                Daddy's gone down that Gallatin road
                The hen never laid and the corn never growed
                Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone
Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime, than a dime
                Yeah, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime, than a dime
                Daddy's gone down that Crossville track
                If he can't make a dollar then he ain't comin' back
                Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime
Oh, you better love your daddy while you can, while you can
                Yeah, you better love your daddy while you can, while you can
                Daddy's gone south on the Natchez trace
                If the can't show the money then he don't show his face
                Oh, you'd better love your daddy while you can
Oh, your daddy's gone to Knoxville now, Knoxville now
                Yeah, your daddy's gone to Knoxville now, Knoxville now
                Daddy's gone down that Knoxville road
                The dog never barked and the cock never crowed
                Oh, your daddy's gone to Knoxville now
Verse:
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | I | II | V | 
| I | III | IV | IVm# | 
| I-VI | II | V | I | 
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Dark as a Dungeon
Come and listen, young fellers, so young and so fine
                And seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mines
                It will form as a habit and seep in your soul
                'Til the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal
Chorus:
                Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew
                Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few
                Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
                It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines
There's many a man who I've known in my day
                Who lived just to labor his whole life away
                Like a fiend with his dope or a drunkard his wine
                A man will have lust for the lure of the mines
Well I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll
                My body will blacken and turn into coal
                Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
                And pity the miner that's digging my bones
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Chorus:
| V | IV-I | V | IV-I | 
| I | I | IV-V | |
| I | I | IV | I | 
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Dark Hollow
—Joe Val
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
                Where the sun don't never shine
                Than to be here alone just knowin' that you're gone
                It would cause me to lose my mind
Chorus:
                So blow your whistle freight train
                Blow it far on down the track
                I'm going away, I'm leavin' today
                I'm going but I ain't comin' back
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
                Where the sun don't never shine
                Than to be here in some big city
                In a small room with you on my mind
Verse and Chorus:
| I | V | I | I | 
| I | IV | I | I | 
| I | VII | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Darling Corey (Dig a Hole in the Meadow)
Chorus:
                Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
                Dig a hole in the cold ground
                Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
                Gonna lay darling Corey down
Well the first time I seen darling Corey
                She was standing by the sea
                Had a forty-four strapped across her bosom
                And a banjo on her knee
Wake up, wake up, darling Corey
                What makes you sleep so sound?
                The revenue officers are coming
                Gonna tear your still house down
Wake up, wake up, darling Corey
                And go get my my gun
                I ain't no man for trouble
                But I'll die before I run
Go away, go away, darling Corey
                Quit hanging around my bed
                Bad liquor ruined my body
                Pretty women gone to my head
Can't you hear them bluebirds singing
                Don't you hear that mournful sound
                Preachin' darlin' Corey's funeral
                It's the lonesome graveyard ground
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Deadheads & Suckers
—Crockett Ward
Chorus:
                Oh its Deadheads and Suckers, how can you live
                How can you live, darling, how can you live
                Deadheads and Suckers, how can you live
                When there's good men dying every day
Oh I'm going round the mountain, I'm bound to leave you now
                Bound to leave you now, darlin', bound to leave you now
                Oh I'm going round the mountain, I'm bound to leave you now
                And darlin', I don't know what to do
Light in the graveyard that outshines the sun,
                Outshines the sun, darlin', outshines the sun,
                Light in the graveyard that outshines the sun,
                And darlin' I don't know what to do.
High Sheriff and police running after me
                Running after me, running after me
                High Sheriff and police running after me
                And Lordy, I don't know what to do
Mighty happy meeting, and don't you want to go
                Don't you want to go, don't you want to go
                Mighty happy meeting, and don't you want to go
                Yes, We'll all go
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| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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Deep Elem Blues
—originally Black Bottom Blues by The Georgia Crackers, 1927
When you go down in Deep Elem just to have a little fun
                Have your ten dollars ready when that policeman comes
Chorus:
                Oh sweet mama Daddy's got them Deep Elem blues
                Oh sweet mama Daddy's got them Deep Elem blues
If you go down in Deep Elem put you money in your shoes
                Women in Deep Elem got them Deep Elem blues.
When you go down in Deep Elem put you money in your pants
                Cause the women in Deep Elem they don't give a man a chance
When you go down to Deep Elem put your money in your socks
                Them Deep Elem women they will throw you on the rocks
I used to know a preacher preached the Bible through and through
                He went down to Deep Elem now his preachin' days are through.
Now once I had a sweetheart she meant the world to me
                She went down to Deep Elem she ain't what she used to be.
Verse:
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | I | I | I7 | 
| IV | IV | IV | IV | 
Chorus:
alternate verses:
Her papa's a policeman, and her mama walks the street;
                Her papa met her mama when they both were on the beat.
Well, I had a good little woman, and I taken her to the fair,
                She would have won the premium, but she had bad hair.
Well, I went down to Black Bottom just to get a little booze,
                And now I'm on the chain gang, wearing them brogan shoes.
If you've got a good little woman, better keep her by your side,
                That old                __ take your baby and ride.
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Deep River Blues
Let it rain, let it pour,
                let it rain a whole lot more
                'Cause I got them deep river blues
                Let the rain drive right on,
                let the waves sweep along
                'Cause I got them deep river blues
My old gal's a good old pal
                and she walks like a water fowl
                When I get them deep river blues
                Ain't no one to cry for me
                and the fish all go out on a spree
                When I get them deep river blues
Give me back my old boat,
                I'm gonna sail it if she floats
                'Cause I got them deep river blues
                I'm going back to mussel shoals,
                times are better there I'm told
                'Cause I got them deep river blues
If my boat sinks with me
                I'll go down, don't you see
                'Cause I got them deep river blues
                Now I'm going to say goodbye
                and if I sink just let me die
                'Cause I got them deep river blues
Verse:
| I | Idim | I | IV | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | Idim | I | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Diddie Wah Diddie
—Blind Blake
There's a great big mystery,
                And it sure is worryin' me.
                It's the Diddie Wah Diddie,
                It's the Diddie Wah Diddie.
                I sure wish someone would tell me what
                Diddie Wah Diddie means!
This little girl's about four feet four,
                Come here to papa and give me some more.
                It's the Diddie Wah Diddie,
                It's the Diddie Wah Diddie.
                I sure wish someone would tell me what
                Diddie Wah Diddie means!
I went out and walked around,
                Somebody yelled look who's in town.
                Mister Diddie Wah Diddie,
                Mister Diddie Wah Diddie.
                I sure wish someone would tell me what
                Diddie Wah Diddie means!
Ran to church put my hat on the seat,
                Ladies said sugar daddy you sure is sweet!
                Mister Diddie Wah Diddie,
                Mister Diddie Wah Diddie.
                I sure wish someone would tell me what
                Diddie Wah Diddie means!
I said sister I'll soon be home,
                Just give me that thing you said you own.
                My Diddie Wah Diddie,
                My Diddie Wah Diddie.
                I wish somebody would tell me what
                Diddie Wah Diddie means!
Man I got right out of church,
                Because they talk about Diddie Wah Diddie too much.
                It's the Diddie Wah Diddie,
                It's the Diddie Wah Diddie.
                I wish someone would tell me what
                Diddie Wah Diddie means!
Verse:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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Dink's Song (Fare Thee Well)
—Recorded by Alan Lomax 1909
If I had wings like Noah's dove
                I'd fly the river to the one that I love
                Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
I had a man, who was long and tall
                He moved his body like a cannon ball
                Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
I remember one evening in the pouring rain
                And in my heart there was an aching pain
                Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
Muddy river runs muddy and wild
                You can't give a bloody for my unborn child
                Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
Just as sure as the birds fly high above
                Life ain't worth living without the one you love
                Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
tag: Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well
Verse:
| I | I | I-IV | I | 
| I | VIm | IV-I | I | 
| I | IV-I | V | I | 
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Dixie Darlin'
—by A.P. Carter
Chorus:
                My Dixie darlin', listen to the song I sing
                Beneath the silver moon, with my banjo right in tune
                My heart is ever true, I love no one but you,
                My Dixie darlin', my Dixie queen.
Way down below the Mason-Dixie line
                Down where the honeysuckles are entwined
                There's where the southern winds are blowing
                There's where the daisies growing
The girls of the North in the gay fin-e-ree
                Whirling around in so-ci-e-tee
                Singin' the song of Dixie darlin'
                Where I long to be
Goin' down South to have a big time
                To see my girl in old Caroline,
                I'll drink my booze and do as I please
                For all those girls I long to squeeze
Singin' the song of Dixie darlin'
                There's where I long to be goin'
                Down where the jelly roll's rolling
                With my Dixie queen
Chorus:
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | V | I | 
Verse:
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| V | V | V | V | 
| I | I | I | I | 
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Do Re Mi
—Woody Guthrie
Lots of folks back East, they say, is leavin' home every day,
                Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line.
                Cross the desert sands they roll, gettin' out of that old dust bowl,
                They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl, but here's what they find
                Now, the police at the port of entry say,
                You're number fourteen thousand for today.
Chorus:
                Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, folks, you ain't got the do re mi,
                Why, you better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
                California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see;
                But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
                If you ain't got the do re mi.
You want to buy you a home or a farm, that can't deal nobody harm,
                Or take your vacation by the mountains or sea.
                Don't swap your old cow for a car, you better stay right where you are,
                Better take this little tip from me.
                'Cause I look through the want ads every day
                But the headlines on the papers always say…
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| I | IV | V | I | 
| I | IV | V | I | 
| V | V | V | V7 | 
Chorus:
| I | I | I | V | 
| V | V | V | I | 
| I | I | I-I7 | IV | 
| IV | I | I-V | I | 
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Don't Let Your Deal Go Down
Oh I've been all around this whole wide world
                Been down to sunny Alabam
                My momma always told me son
                Never let your deal go down
Chorus:
                Don't let your deal go down
                Don't let your deal go down
                Don't let your deal go down
                Till your last gold dollar is gone
Well, the last time I seen that gal of mine
                She was standing in the door
                She said honey I'll be a long time gone
                You'll never see your gal no more
Well, I'm going sown the railroad track
                Gonna take my rocking chair
                If there doggone blues don't leave my mind
                I'm gonna run away from here
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Don't Think Twice
—Bob Dylan
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
                It don't matter, anyhow
                And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
                If you don't know by now
                When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
                Look out your window and I'll be gone
                You're the reason I'm travelin' on
                Don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
                That light I never knowed
                And it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
                I'm on the dark side of the road
                Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
                To try and make me change my mind and stay
                We never did too much talkin' anyway
                So don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
                Like you never did before
                It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
                I can't hear you any more
                I'm a—thinkin' and a—wond'rin' all the way down the road
                I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
                I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
                But don't think twice, it's all right
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
                Where I'm bound, I can't tell
                But goodbye's too good a word, gal
                So I'll just say fare thee well
                I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
                You could have done better but I don't mind
                You just kinda wasted my precious time
                But don't think twice, it's all right
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| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | V | VIm | VIm | 
| II | II | V | V7 | 
| I | I | I7 | I7 | 
| IV | IV | II7 | II7 | 
| I | V | VIm | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Don't This Road Look Rough and Rocky
Darling, I have come to tell you
                Though it almost breaks my heart
                But before the morning darling
                We'll be many miles apart
Chorus:
                Don't this road look rough and rocky
                Don't that sea look wide and deep
                Don't my baby look the sweetest
                When she's in my arms asleep
Can't you hear the night birds crying
                Far across the deep blue sea
                While of others you are thinking
                Won't you sometimes think of me
One more kiss before I leave you
                One more kiss before we part
                You have caused me lots of trouble
                Darling you have broke my heart
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| I | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | IV | I | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
Chorus:
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | IV | I | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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Dooley
Dooley was a good old man, he lived below the mill
                Dooley had two daughters and a forty gallon still
                One gal watched the boiler the other watched the spout
                Mama corked the bottles when old Dooley fetched them out
Chorus:
                Dooley, slipping up the holler
                Dooley, trying to make a dollar
                Dooley, give me a swaller and I'll pay you back some day
The revenuers came for him a slipping through the woods
                Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his goods
                Dooley was a trader when into town he'd come
                Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton
I remember very well the day old Dooley died
                The women folk looked sorry and the men stood 'round and cried
                Now Dooley's on the mountain he lies there all alone
                They put a jug beside him and a barrel for a stone
                Down In The Willow Garden Bill Monroe
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| I | IV | I | V | 
| I | IV | I-V | I | 
| I | IV | I | V | 
| I | IV | I-V | I | 
Chorus:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | IV | IV | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Down in the Valley
—Pete Seager version
Down in the valley valley so low
                Hang your head over hear the wind blow
                Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
                Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Roses love sunshine violets love dew
                Angels in heaven know I love you
                Know I love you dear know I love you
                Angels in heaven know I love you
If you don't love me love whom you please
                Throw your arms 'round me give my heart ease
                Give my heart ease love give my heart ease
                Throw your arms round me give my heart ease
Build me a castle forty feet high
                So I can see him as he rides by
                As he rides by love as he rides by
                So I can see him as he rides by
Write me a letter send it by mail
                Send it in care of Birmingham jail
                Birmingham jail love Birmingham jail
                Send it in care of Birmingham jail
Verse:
| I | I | I | V | 
| V | V | V | I | 
| I | I | I | V | 
| V | V | V | I | 
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Down In the Willow Garden
Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet
                There we sat a—courting my love fell off to sleep
                I had a bottle of burgundy wine which my true love did not know
                And there I poisoned that dear little girl down by the banks below
I drew my saber through her which was a bloody knife
                I threw her in the river which was an awful sight
                My father often told me that money would set me free
                If I would murder that dear little miss whose name was Rose Connelly
Now he sits by his old cabin door a wiping his tear—brimmed eyes
                Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold high
                My race is run beneath the sun the devil is waiting for me
                For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
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| I | I | I | VIm | 
| I | I | VIm | VIm | 
| I | I | I | VIm | 
| I | V | I | I | 
Chorus:
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | I | VIm | VIm | 
| I | I | I | VIm | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Down the Road
Now down the road just a mile or two
                Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
                About so high and her hair is brown
                The Prettiest thing boys in this town
Now anytime you want to know
                Where I'm going, down the road
                Get my girl on the line
                You'll find me there most any old time
Now everyday and Sunday too
                I go to see my Pearly Blue
                Before you hear that rooster crow
                You'll see me headed down the road
Now old man Flatt he owned the farm
                From the hog lot to the barn
                From the barn to the rail
                He made his living by carrying the mail
Now every time I get the blues
                I walk the soles right off my shoes
                I don't know why I love her so
                That gal of mine lives down the road
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Down to the River to Pray
As I went down to the river to pray
                Studying about that good old way
                And who shall wear the starry crown
                Good Lord show me the way
Chorus:
                Oh sisters let's go down
                Let's go down come on down
                Oh sisters let's go down
                Down to the river to pray
Oh brothers let's go down…
Oh fathers let's go down…
Oh mothers let's go down…
Oh sinners let's go down…
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Down Where The River Bends
It's hard to keep the tear out of my eyes
                For this might be our last goodbye
                Your country calls you to defend this great land
                So do your part just like a man
Chorus:
                Down where the river bends
                With God's help we'll meet again
                Under the same old sycamore tree
                Proud of each other in the land of the free
I'll go down to the ocean blue
                And get just as close as I can to you
                Though the ocean wide may keep us apart
                It won't keep you dear from out of my heart
If the worst should happen, and the poppies should wave
                Over your far distant lonely grave
                All the rest of my life I'll spend in prayer
                I'll meet you in heaven, there'll be no wars there
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Drifting Too Far From the Shore
Out on the perilous deep
                Where danger silently creeps
                And storms so vio—lent—ly sweep
                You're drifting too far from the shore
Chorus:
                Drifting too far from the shore
                Drifting too far from the (peaceful) shore
                Come to Jesus today, let him show you the way
                You're drifting too far from the shore
Today the tempest rolls high
                And clouds overshadow the sky
                Sure death is hovering nigh
                You're drifting too far from the shore
Why meet a terrible fate.
                Mercies abundantly wait.
                Turn back before it's too late.
                You're drifting too far from the shore.
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Verse:
| I | V | I | V | I | |
| I | I7 | IV | I | V | I | 
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Drink Up and Go Home
—Johnny Bond & Joe Maphis
You sat there a crying crying in your beer
                You say you got troubles my friend listen here
                Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
                Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
I'm fresh out of prison six years in the can
                Lost my wife and family no one to call friend
                Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
                Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
Now there stands a blind man a man that can't see
                Yet he's not complaining why should you or me
                Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
                Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
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Verse:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | V | V | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| IV | V | I | I | 
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Driving Nails in My Coffin
—Ernest Tubb
My sweetheart has gone and I'm so lonesome
                She said that she and I were through
                So I started out drinkin' for pasttime
                Drivin' nails in my coffin over you
Chorus:
                I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
                Every time I drink a bottle of booze
                I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
                Lordy, drivin' those nails over you
Ever since the day that we parted
                I've been so sad and so blue
                I'm always thinkin' of you love
                And I just can't quit drinkin' that old booze
Now you turned me down, you don't want me
                There's nothin' now I can lose
                I'm just drivin' those nails in my coffin
                And worryin' my darlin over you
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Early This Morning
Early this morning my baby made me sore (X2)
                She said I'm leaving you papa, I don't need you any more.
Tell me pretty mama where did you sleep last night (X2)
                She said none of your business baby, if I do you right.
I said I love you mama, yeah that ain't no lie (X2)
                And the day that you quit me, mama that's the day you die..
Just because you see me sleeping don't you think I'm drunk (2X)
                I got one eye on my pistol and the other on your trunk
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East Virginia Blues
—The Carter Family
I was born in East Virginia
                North Carolina I did go
                There I courted a fair young maiden
                But her age I did not know
Oh her hair was dark and curly
                And her cheeks were rosy red
                On her breast she wore a lilly
                Where I longed to lay my head
Molly dear, go ask your mother
                If you my bride might ever be
                If she says no, come back and tell me
                And I'll run away with thee
No I'll not go ask my mother
                Where she lies on her bed of rest
                In her hand she holds a dagger
                To kill the man that I love best
The ocean's deep and I can't wade it
                And I have no wings to fly
                I'll just get some blue—eyed boatman
                For to row me o'er the tide
I'll go back to East Virginia
                North Carolina ain't my home
                I'll go back to East Virginia
                Leave old North Carolina alone
I don't want your green back dollar
                I don't want your watch and chain
                All I want is you my darling
                Say you'll take me back again
For you know I'd like to see you
                At my door you're welcome in
                At my gate I'll always greet you
                For you're the girl I tried to win
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Eight More Miles to Louisville
—Louis "Grandpa" Jones
I've traveled o'er this country wide seeking fortune fair
                Up and down the two coast lines I've traveled everywhere
                From Portland East to Portland West back along the line
                I'm going now to the place that's best that old hometown of mine
Eight more miles and Louisville will come into my view
                Eight more miles on this old road and I'll never more be blue
                I knew some day that I'd come back I knew it from the start
                Eight more miles to Louisville the hometown of my heart
There's bound to be a gal somewhere that you like best of all
                Mine lives down in Louisville she's long and she is tall
                But she's the kind that you can't find a traveling through the land
                I'm on my way this very day to win her heart and hand
Now I can picture in my mind a place we'll call our home
                A humble little hut for two we'll never want to roam
                The place that's right for that love sight is in those bluegrass hills
                Where gently flows the Ohio by a place called Louisville
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Every Humble Knee
—Traditional
There seems in a heaven a father
                Once more and again
                I'll be your handmaid servant
                Bowed down before thee
                Put your loving arms all around me
                Prop every leanin' side
                Every humble knee surely must bow,
                Surely must bow.
Hear this, heavenly father
                Once more and again
                I'll be your handmaid servant
                Bowed down before thee
                Put your loving arms all around me
                Prop every leanin' side
                Every humble knee surely must bow
                Surely must bow.
I wouldn't bow for form or fashion
                That side showed to the world
                I'd bow down before you
                According to your holy word
                Put your loving arms all around me
                Prop every leanin' side
                Every humble knee surely must bow.
Well you said you'd be a mother
                For the motherless
                You said you'd be a father
                For the fatherless too
                You said if I would serve you
                You'd be my father too
                Put your loving arms all around me
                Prop every leanin' side
                Every humble knee surely must bow.
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Everything is Broken
—Bob Dylan
Broken lines, broken strings, broken threads, broken springs
                Broken idols, broken heads, people sleeping in broken beds
                Ain't no use jivin', ain't no use jokin', everything is broken
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates
                Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts
                Broken words are never meant to be spoken, everything is broken
Seems like every time you stop and turn around
                Someone else has just hit the ground
Broken cutters, broken saws, broken buckles, broken laws
                Broken bodies, broken bones, broken voices on broken phones
                Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin', everything is broken
Every time you leave and go off some place
                Things fall to pieces in my face
Broken hands on broken plows, broken treaties, broken vows
                Broken pipes, broken tools, people bending broken rules
                Hound dog howlin', bullfrog croakin', everything is broken
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Fare Thee Well Blues
—Joe Callicott and Vol Stevens 1930
Told me early fall, you never had no man at all
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
                Told me early fall, you never had no man at all
                Well you got more men than a two ton truck can haul
Told me to my face there's a good man in my place
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
                Told me to my face there's a good man in my place
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
Told me this early spring when the birds began to sing
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
                Told me early spring when the birds began to sing
                Well this the last chance, kid, to be round here with me
I told you early in June when the flowers began to bloom
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
                I told you early in June, when the flowers began to bloom
                You can't do no better, then a good girl can take your room
When I asked you when I'll let your curtain down
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
                When I asked you when I let your curtain down
                Well you kept tellin' me, please don't joke around
Go on, put on your nightgown, baby, lets we go lie down
                Fare thee, baby, fare thee well
                Go on, puttin' on your nightgown, baby, let's a—go lie down
                Well it's the last chance shakin' in the day with you
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Feast Here Tonight
There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got my dog
                How will I get him I know
                I'll get me a briar and twist it in his hair
                That way I'll get him I know
I know ( yes I know )
                I know ( I surely know )
                That's how I'll get him I know
                I'll get me a briar and twist in his hair
                That way I'll get him I know
I'll build me a fire and I'll cook that old hare
                Roll him in the flames and make him brown
                Have a feast here tonight while the moon is shining bright
                And find me a place to lie down
To lie down ( to lie down )
                To lay down ( to lay down )
                Find me a place to lie down
                Have a feast here tonight while the moon is shining bright
                And find me a place to lie down
I'm going down the track and my coat ripped up my back
                Soles on my shoes are nearly gone
                A little ways ahead there's an old farmer's shed
                That's where I'll rest my weary bones
Weary bones ( weary bones )
                Lazy bones ( lazy bones )
                That's where I'll rest my weary bones
                A little way's ahead there's an old farmer's shed
                That's where I'll rest my weary bones
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Fire Ball Mail
Here she comes, look at her go
                There she goes, eaten that coal
                Watch her fly, look at her sail,
                Let her by, by, by, the Fireball Mail
Let her go, look at her steam,
                Here the low, whistle and scream
                Like a hound dog wagging its tail,
                Let her by, by, by, the Fireball Mail
Engineer, making up time,
                Tracks are clear, look at her climb
                See that freight, clear the rail,
                I'll bet she's late, late, late, the Fireball Mail
Watch her swerve, look at her sway,
                Get that curve out of the way
                Watch her fly, look at her sail,
                Let her by, by, by, the Fireball Mail
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Fishin' Blues
—Taj Mahal's version
Betcha goin' fishin' all of your time,
                baby's goin' fishing too
                Bet your life, your sweet life, catch more fish than you
                Many fish bites if ya got good bait
                Here's a little tip I would like to relate
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                Many fish bites if ya got a good bait
                I'm a goin' fishin'
                Yes, I'm goin' fishin'
                And my baby's goin' fishin' too
I went down to my favorite fishin' hole
                Baby grabbed me a pole and line
                Throw my pole on in
                Caught a nine pound catfish
                now I brought him on home for supper time
Baby brother 'bout to run me outta my mind
                Say can I go fishin' wit' you?
                I took him on down to the fishin' hole
                now what do you think he did do?
                Pulled a great big fish outta the bottom of the pond
                And he laughed and jumped 'cause he was real gone
Put 'em in the pot baby, put 'em in the pan
                Honey cook 'em till' they're nice and brown
                Make a batch of buttermilk ho cakes mama
                And you chew them things
                And you chomp 'em on down
Betcha goin' fishin' all of your time, baby's goin' fishing too
                Bet your life, your sweet life, catch more fish than you
                Many fish bites if ya got good bait
                Here's a little tip I would like to relate
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Foggy Mountain Top
If I'd only listened to what my mama said
                I would not be here today
                A lying around this old jailhouse
                Wasting my poor life away
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                If I was on some foggy mountain top
                I'd sail away to the West
                I'd sail all around this whole wide would
                To the girl I love the best
Oh she caused me to weep and she caused me to mourn
                She caused me to leave my home
                Oh the lonesome pines and the good old times
                I'm on my way back home
Now if you see that girl of mine
                There's something you can tell her
                She need not fool her time away
                To court some other feller
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Folsom Prison Blues
—Johnny Cash
I hear the train a comin'
                It's rolling round the bend
                And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
                I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
                But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone..
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
                Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.
                But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
                When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
                They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
                Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
                But those people keep a movin'
                And that's what tortures me…
Well if they freed me from this prison,
                If that railroad train was mine
                I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
                Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
                And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away…..
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Footprints in the Snow
—Harry Wright 1880
Now some folks like the summertime when the they can walk about
                Strolling through the meadow green it's pleasant there no doubt
                But give me the wintertime when the snow is on the ground
                For I found her when the snow on the ground
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                I traced her little footprints in the snow
                I found her little footprints in the snow
                I bless that happy day when Nellie lost her way
                For I found her when the snow was on the ground
I dropped in to see her there was a big round moon
                Her mother said she just stepped out but would be returning soon
                I found her little footprints and I traced them in the snow
                I found her when the snow was on the ground
Now she's up in heaven she's with the angel band
                I know I'm going to meet her in that promised land
                But every time the snow falls it brings back memories
                For I found her when the snow was on the ground
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Fox on the Run
—Tony Hazzard
Chorus:
                She walks through the corn leading down to the river
                Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
                She took all the love that a poor boy could give her
                And left me to die like a fox on the run
                Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox, like a fox, on the run
Everybody knows, the reason for the fall
                When woman tempted man down in paradise's hall
                This woman tempted me, and took me for a ride
                Like the lonely fox, I need a place to hide
We'll pour a glass of wine, to fortify our soul
                We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know
                I see a string of girls, who'll put me on the floor
                The game is nearly over and the hounds are at my door
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Freight Train
—Elizabeth Cotton
Chorus:
                Freight train, freight train, going so fast
                Freight train, freight train, going so fast
                Please don't tell what train I'm on
                So they won't know where I've gone
When I am dead and in my grave
                No more good times here I'll crave
                Place the stones at my head and feet
                And tell them all that I'm gone to sleep
When I die, lord, bury me deep
                Way down on old Chestnut Street
                So I can hear old Number Nine
                As she comes rolling by
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Give Me Back My Five Dollars
—Dave Macon
We decided to get married, my little girl and I
                The day I bought the licence, I let my freedom fly
                We walked up to the preacher, said yes to all he said
                And if I had to do it again, I'd shoot myself instead
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                Oh, give me back my five dollars I paid for a wife
                I was a fool to pay someone to sentence me for life
The first month she was sweet as a melon on the vine
                I thought it was my lucky day when I asked her to be mine
                She looked so doggone pretty she like to've took my breath
                But when I saw my mother—in—law, I darn nigh choked to death
I took her to our home up east, I told her to see the sights
                She'd come in about daylight, oh 'Where did you spend your nights?'
                She bought out half the city, silk dresses and gold braid
                I could have bought the Brooklyn bridge with all the bills I paid
So now, young men, stay single for married life's baloney
                It would break a millionaire to pay her alimony
                Oh, single men, stay single don't marry you a wife
                A bachelor's life is heaven compared to married life
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Glad Rags
—Johnny Bond
Honey you do the dishes and I'll feed the old sow
                Also the chickens and our one Jersey cow
                Take down your curlers and powder your nose
                Big time at Jones's place, so wear your best clothes.
Chorus:
                There'll be no evening gowns, not even a tux
                They'll come in wagons, buggies, and pickup trucks
                We'll do square dancing under kerosene lights
                We'll wear our glad rags tonight, my honey,
                We'll wear our glad rags tonight.
Sylvester Cunningham will fiddle a tune
                Red-headed kids will swipe away his spittoon
                They'll run and hide behind a bale of hay
                But that old settin' hen will scare them away.
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                Look for me beside the the old cider keg
                I'll set my cup down and we'll both shake a leg
                Never a ballroom had a prettier sight
                We'll wear our glad rags tonight, my honey,
                We'll wear our glad rags tonight.
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Going to the Races
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                I'm going to the races
                To see my pony run
                And if I win any greenbacks
                We're sure gonna have some fun
They say we can't get married
                They say I'm not worthy of you
                They don't know what they're talking about
                They don't know what we've gone through
Now when you see me coming
                Better raise your window high
                And when you see me leaving little girl
                Hang down your head and cry
Now when you go a—courtin'
                There's something you should do
                That long tail blouse that you wear
                Don't do a thing for you
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Gold Watch and Chain
—A.P. Carter
Darling, how can I stay here without you
                I have nothing to cheer my poor heart
                This old world would seem sad, love, without you
                Tell me now that we're never to part
I will pawn you my gold watch and chain, love
                I will pawn you my gold diamond ring
                I will pawn you this heart in my bosom
                Only say that you'll love me again
Take back all the gifts you have given
                But a ring and a lock of your hair
                And a card with your picture upon it
                It's a face that is false, but is fair
Tell me why that you do not love me
                Tell me why that your smile is not bright
                Tell me why you have grown so cold—hearted
                Is there no kiss for me, love, tonight
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Gone Home
—Bill Carlisle
All of my friends that I loved yesterday,
                Gone home (they have gone home) (x2)
                The songbirds that sing in the dell seem to say,
                Gone home (they have gone home) (x2)
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                They've joined the heavenly fold,
                They're walking the streets of pure gold,
                They left one by one as their work here was done,
                Gone home (they have gone home) (x2)
Life here is lonely since they've gone before,
                Gone home (they have gone home) (x2)
                The old weeping willow that stands by the door,
                Sadly says (they have gone home) gone home (they …)
The trumpet for will sound on that Great Judgment day,
                Gone home (they have gone home) (x2)
                We'll see all our friends that have gone on that way,
                Gone home (they have gone home) (x2)
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Gonna Paint the Town
She's from the hills of Kentucky
                With waving long black hair
                And lips as sweet as warm red wine
                No others can compare
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                I'm going Honky tonkin'
                Everything's turned upside down
                But when I finds that gal of mine
                We're really gonna paint this town
They say we can't get married
                They say I'm not worthy of you
                They don't know what they're talking about
                They don't know what we've gone through
Now when you see me coming
                Better raise your window high
                And when you see me leavin' lord, lord
                Hang down your head and cry
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Goodbye Liza Jane
Swing Ma, swing Pa, goodbye, goodbye,
                Swing that gal from Arkansas, Goodbye Liza Jane.
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                Oh how I loved her, ain't that a shame,
                Oh how I loved her, Goodbye Liza Jane.
Charlotte Town is burning down, goodbye, goodbye.
                Burning down to the ground, goodbye, Liza Jane.
Liza Jane had a dress of red, goodbye, goodbye,
                Queen of hearts, or so she said, goodbye, Liza Jane.
Liza Jane countin' her toes
                You can smell her feet wherever she goes.
I got a gal and a hound dog too,
                She don't bite, but the hound dog do.
Liza Jane 'bout half grown,
                Jumps on a man like a dog on a bone
Liza Jane, pretty as a rose,
                Bites her nails and picks her nose.
Goin' down to Caro, goodbye, goodbye,
                Goin' down to Caro, goodbye Liza Jane.
Well, I blacked my boots and I made 'em shine, goodbye, goodbye.
                I blacked my boots and I made 'em shine, goodbye Liza Jane.
Take a chaw of tobacco, spit on the wall, goodbye, goodbye,
                Swing that gal clear across the hall, Goodbye Liza Jane.
Three wheels 're off and the axel's draggin', goodbye, goodbye,
                You can't ride the little red wagon, Goodbye Liza Jane.
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Gospel Plow
—Mike Compton's version
Well, I got my hands on the gospel plow
                and I wouldn't take nothin' for my journey now
                Keep your hands on the plow of God
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                Hold on, hold on
                Keep your hand on the plow, hold on
Well, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
                All those prophets are dead and gone
                Keep your hands on the plow of God
Well, I've never been to heaven but I've been told
                The streets up there are made of gold
                Keep your hands on the plow of God
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Gotta Travel On
Chorus:
                I've laid around and played around this old town too long
                Summers almost gone, winters coming on
                I've laid around and played around this old town too long
                And I feel like I've gotta travel on
Poppa writes to Johnny but Johnny can't come home
                Johnny can't come home, no, Johnny can't come home
                Poppa writes to Johnny but Johnny can't come home
                Cause he's been on the chain gang too long
High sheriff and police riding after me
                Riding after me, yes, coming after me
                High sheriff and police riding after me
                And I feel like I've gotta travel on
Want to see my honey, want to see her bad
                Want to see her bad, oh, want to see her bad
                Want to see my honey, want to see her bad
                She's the best gal this poor boy ever had
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Ground Hog
—New Lost City Ramblers version
Call up your hounds and whistle up your dogs
                Call up your hounds and whistle up your dogs
                We're goin' to the mountain to catch a ground hog
                Oh, ground hog
Old Joe Digger, Sam and Dave,(x2)
                Went a hog huntin' as hard as they could say
                Oh, ground hog
Too many rocks and too many logs,(x2)
                Too many rocks to catch a ground hogs ,
                Oh, ground hog
Stand back, boys, and let's be wise,(x2)
                I think I see his beady little eyes,
                Oh, ground hog
Work, boys, work just as hard as you can tear,(x2)
                The meat'll do to eat and the hide'll do to wear,
                Oh, ground hog
Sam aimed the gun and Dave pulled the trigger (X2)
                But the man that killed the groundhog was Old Joe Digger
                Oh, ground hog
Out come Sally with a snigger and a grin,(x2)
                Ground hog gravy all over her chin,
                Oh, ground hog
Now catch him boys he's about to fall, (X2)
                He's eaten so his pants won't button at all
                Oh, ground hog
Goin' down the road and the road is mighty muddy, (X2)
                I'm so damn drunk and I can't stand steady
                Oh, ground hog
He's in here boys, the hole's wore slick,(x2)
                C'mon, Sam with your forked stick,
                Oh, ground hog
Little piece of cornbread sittin' on the shelf,(x2)
                If you want any more you can sing it yourself,
                Oh, ground hog
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Gum Tree Canoe
On the Tombigbee River so bright I was born
                In a hut made of husks of the tall yellow corn
                It was there I first met with my Julia so true
                And I rowed her about in our gum tree canoe
Sing row away row o'er the water so blue
                Like a feather we'll float in our gum tree canoe
All day in the field the soft cotton I'd hoe
                I'd think of my Julia and sing as I go
                I'll catch her a bird with a wing of true blue
                And at night sail her round in our gum tree canoe
Sing row away row o'er the water so blue
                Like a feather we'll float in our gum tree canoe
With my hands on the banjo and toe on the oar
                I sing to the sound of the river's soft roar
                While the stars they look down on my Julia so true
                And dance in her eye in our gum tree canoe
Sing row away row o'er the water so blue
                Like a feather we'll float in our gum tree canoe
One night the stream bore us so far away
                That we couldn't come back, so we thought we'd just stay
                We spied a tall ship with a flag of true blue
                And she took us in tow in our gum tree canoe
Sing row away row o'er the water so blue
                Like a feather we'll float in our gum tree canoe
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Handsome Molly
Well I wish was in London
                Or some other seaport town
                Step my foot in a steamboat
                And sail the ocean round
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                Sailing round the ocean
                Sailing round the sea
                I'd think of Handsome Molly
                Wherever she may be
She went to church last Sunday
                She passed me on by
                I knew her mind was changing
                By the roving of her eye
Her hair as black as a raven's
                Her eyes were black as coal
                Her teeth shown like lilies
                Out in the morning cold
Now do you remember Molly
                When you give me your right hand
                Said if you ever married
                I'd be your man
Now you've broke your promise
                Go marry whom you please
                My heart is broken
                'Til I get some ease
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Hard Hearted
Chorus:
                Hard hearted heart breaker
                Dream stealer, love maker
                Hard hearted heart breaker
                How many hearts have you broken today
                How many hearts have you broken today
How many lives have you caused to go wrong
                How many hearts have been broken in two
                Just because your heart has proved untrue
                How many lies have you told other guys
Just like the ones you told to me
                Honey, someday you'll learn that the tide'll have to turn
                Just keep on breaking hearts and you will see
                How many hearts have you broken today
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Hard Pressed
—Tim O'Brien
Chorus:
                Hard pressed we can find a way
                Night is almost gone, it'll be another day
                If we're hard pressed we can find a way
Fears, trials, and troubles have we all
                The road is rough and rocky, you'll stumble and fall
                Pray to him and he will hear your call
                Refrain:
                If we're hard pressed we can find a way
I'm proud to have a family of my own
                I know I'm lucky to have my health and home
                I don't have much but I won't be alone
                Refrain:
                If we're hard pressed we can find a way
So make me a pillow for my head
                I'll remember words that my daddy once said
                When he was trying to keep his family fed
                Refrain:
                If we're hard pressed we can find a way
                If we're hard pressed we can find a way
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Hard Times
—Stephen Foster
Let us pause in life's pleasures
                and count it's many tears
                While we all sup sorrow with the poor.
                There's a song that will linger forever in our ears,
                Oh Hard Times come again no more.
Chorus:
                'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary;
                Hard TImes, Hard TImes, come again no more,
                Many days you have lingered around my cabin door,
                Oh! Hard TImes, come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty
                and music light and gay,
                There are frail forms fainting at the door,
                Tho' their voices are silent their pleading looks still say,
                Oh! Hard Times, come again no more.
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Hear Jerusalem Moan
Well I got a home on the other shore
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
                I know I'll live there forever more
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
Chorus:
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
                Thank God there's a Heaven and a
                ringin' in my soul and my soul set free
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
Well now Sister Mary she wears a chain
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
                And on every link is a Jesus' name
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
The devil wears a hypocrite shoe
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
                You don't watch out he's gonna step 'em on you
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
Now the Methodist preacher is a mighty fine man
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
                Showin' us the way to the promised land
                Don't you hear Jerusalem moan
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Hello Trouble
—Buck Owens
Woke up this morning, happy as could be
                Looked out my window, and what did I see?
                A comin' up my sidewalk just as plain as day
                A well a here come trouble that I never thought I'd see
                When you went away
Chorus:
                Hello trouble, come on in
                You talk about heartaches
                Where'n the world ya been?
                I ain't had the miseries
                Since you been gone
                Hello trouble, trouble, trouble
                Welcome home
We'll make a pot of coffee
                And you can rest your shoes
                A you can tell me them sweet lies
                And I'll listen to you
                For I'm just a little part of
                Of the life you've lived
                But I'd rather have a little bit of trouble
                Than to never know the love you give
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Hey Good Lookin
—Hank Williams
Chorus X2:
                Hey Hey Good Lookin' whatcha got cooking
                How's about cooking somethin' up with me
                Hey sweet baby don't you think maybe
                We could find us a brand new recipe
Verse:
                I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
                And I know a spot right over the hill
                There's soda pop and the dancin's free
                So if you wanna have fun come along with me
Chorus:
                Say Hey Good Lookin' whatcha got cooking
                How's about cooking somethin' up with me
Chorus X2:
                I'm free and ready so we can go steady
                How's about saving all your time for me
                No more lookin' I know I've been tooken
                How's about keepin' steady company
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                I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
                And buy me one for five or ten cents
                I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
                'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page
Chorus:
                Say Hey Good Lookin' whatcha got cooking
                How's about cooking somethin' up with me
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Hickory Wind
—Bob Buchanan and Gram Parsons
In South Carolina there are many tall pines
                I remember the oak tree that we used to climb
                But now when I'm lonesome, I always pretend
                That I'm getting the feel of hickory wind
I started out younger at most everything
                All the riches and pleasures, what else could life bring?
                But it makes me feel better each time it begins
                Callin' me home, hickory wind
It's hard way to find out that trouble is real
                In a far away city, with a far away feel
                But it makes me feel better each time it begins
                Callin' me home, hickory wind
Keeps callin' me home, hickory wind
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High on a Mountain Top
—Olabelle Reed
Chorus:
                High on a mountain top wind blowing free
                Thinking about the days that used to be
                High on a mountain top standing all alone
                Wondering where the years of my life have flown
As I looked at the valleys down below
                They were green just as far as I could see
                As my memory returned, oh how my heart did yearn
                For you and the days that used to be
Oh I wonder if you ever think of me
                Or if time has blotted out your memory
                As I listen to the breeze blow gently through the trees
                I'll always cherish what you meant to me
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Highway of Regret
Chorus:
                Ain't talking, just walking
                Down that highway of regret
                Heart's burning, still yearning
                For the best girl this poor boy's ever met
I never thought this thing could happen
                I never thought you'd be untrue
                Or go away with another
                And break a heart that worshipped you
It makes no difference where I wander
                You never seem to leave my mind
                Your face is always there before me
                I think about you all the time
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Highway of Sorrow
—Bill Monroe
I once had a darling wife kind, true and sweet
                Life was so bright and gay everything complete
                But I fell for another who led my life astray
                So I'll live in sorrow till my dying day
Chorus:
                Down the highway of sorrow I'm traveling alone
                I've lost all my true friends I've lost a happy home
                I'm heading for destruction I'm on the wrong track
                Down the highway of sorrow there's no turning back
I went back to my darling I got down on my knees
                I begged her with tear rimmed eyes to give my poor heart ease
                But she was hurt so deeply she could not forgive
                So I'll live in sorrow as I long as I live
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Hit Parade of Love
—Jimmy Martin
From what I've been a hearing dear you've really got it made
                You've got a lot of fellers on your lover's hit parade
                If I can't be your number one I don't know what I'll do
                Gonna be plumb up to the top I'm so in love with you
Chorus:
                On the hit parade of love I know I'll never stop
                I've got a long long way to climb before I reach top
                But if I do get there soon I'd really have it made
                Then I'll know I'm number one your lover's hit parade
Now it's your heart I'm after 'cause it's so nice and kind
                Another one to take your place would sure be hard to find
                So put your arms around me dear and be my turtle dove
                Then I'll feel like I'm number one on your hit parade of love
Now if we work together like all good lovers should
                We can make a go of it everything will turn out good
                We will can so much fun we'll really have it made
                Then I'll know I'm number one on your lover's hit parade
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Hold Watcha Got
—Jimmy Martin
Chorus:
                Hold whatcha got, I'm a—coming home baby
                Hold whatcha got, and I don't mean maybe
                Been a—thinking about you and I'm on my way
                Don't sell the house, and don't wreck the car
                Stay there, honey, right where you are
                Hold whatcha got, I'm a coming home to stay
Well in my mind I can see
                That's a pretty good sign that I need you
                That's why I can't wait to get back home
                So squeeze yourself real good and tight
                I'll be there before daylight
                If you hold whatcha got, I'm a coming home to stay
Well when I get back, honey, I ain't leaving
                I been too long, a little too much grieving
                When I get back this time I'm going to stay
                Well we won't fuss and we won't fight
                This time things is gonna be all right
                If you hold whatcha got, I'm a—coming home to stay
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Honey, Just Allow Me One More Chance
—Bob Dylan
Honey, just allow me one more chance to get along with you
                Honey, just allow me one more chance I'll do anything for you
                Well, I'm a—walkin' down the road with my head in my hand
                I'm lookin' for a woman needs a worried man
                Just a one kind favor I'll ask of you
                Allow me just—a one more chance
Honey, just allow me one more chance to ride your aeroplane
                Honey, just allow me one more chance to ride your passenger train
                Well, I've been lookin' all over for a girl like you
                I can't find nobody, so you'll have to do
                Just a one kind favor I ask you
                Allow me just—a one more chance
Honey, just allow me one more chance to get along with you
                Honey, just allow me one more chance I'd do anything for you
                Well, lookin' for a woman that ain't got no man
                I'm just lookin' for a needle that is lost in the sand
                Just a one kind favor I ask you
                Allow me just—a one more chance
Just—a one kind favor I ask you,
                Allow me just—a one more chance
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Hot Corn, Cold Corn
Well it's upstairs downstairs out in the kitchen (3x)
                Fare thee well Uncle Bill (saw an old cook) just a raring and a pitching. Yes sir
Chorus:
                Hot corn cold corn bring along the demijohn (3x)
                Fare thee well Uncle Bill (pretty girl) see you in the morning. Yes sir
Well it's old Aunt Peggy won't you fill 'em up again (3x)
                Ain't had a drink since the lord knows when, Yes sir
Well yonder comes the preacher and the children are crying (3x)
                Chickens necks a wringin and toenails a flying yes sir
All I need to keep me happy, Is two little boys to call me Pappy
                One named Paul and one named Davy.
                One likes ham and the other loves gravy. Yes sir
Preacher's in the pulpit taking in the money
                Children in the beehive getting all the honey
                Old Aunt Peggy went and sold the farm
                Another drink of whiskey can't do me any harm. Yes sir!
Had a little dog and his name was Ned
                He run that chicken til he fell dead
                He got choked on old cornbread
                Sure am sorry that dog am dead. Yes sir!
Saw Uncle Gary with Long Tall Sally
                Along came Nancy, Sally jumped back in the alley
                Long Tall Sally, she's built for speed
                But Nancy's got everything ol' Gary needs. Yes sir!
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How Long Blues
—Frank Stokes
Oh, I never never never
                can forget that day when you called me baby.
                How long, how long
                I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone
Have you seen my baby, baby.
                Tell her to hurry home I ain't seen my good baby.
                How long, how long
                I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone
Now listen at me mama
                why did you make me go—o—o baby
                How long, how long
                I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone
I hate that train, train
                that carried my baby away and left me standin,'
                How long, how long
                I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone
Now listen at me mama
                everything's alright with me, (now) run here baby,
                How long, how long
                I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone
No I never…
                will see you any—moooor baby,
                How long, how long
                I ain't had no lovin' since my gal been gone
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How Mountain Girls Can Love
—Stanley Brothers
Chorus:
                Get down boys, go back home
                Back to the girl you love
                Treat her right, never wrong
                How mountain girls can love
Riding the night in the high cold winds
                On the trail of the old lonesome pine
                Thinking of you, feeling so blue
                Wondering why you left me behind
Remember the night me strolled down the lane
                Our hearts were gay and happy then
                You whispered to me as I held your close
                You hoped this night would never end
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I Ain't Broke (But I'm Badly Bent)
— Fred Carter
I'm going back to the country, I can't pay the rent
                No I'm not completely broke, but brother I'm badly bent
                Can't understand, where my money went
                I ain't broke, but brother I'm badly bent.
Well, I had a lot of money, but to the city I went
                I met a lot of good lookin' girls, and that's where my money went
                Now I know, just where it went
                I ain't broke, but brother I'm badly bent.
When I get back to the country, I'll be livin' in a tent.
                Mom and Dad will sure be mad at all the money I spent
                Now I know just what they meant
                I ain't broke, but brother I'm badly bent.
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I Am a Pilgrim
Chorus:
                I am a pilgrim and a stranger
                Traveling through this wearisome land
                And I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
                And it's not (good Lordy it's not) not made by hand
I got a mother, a sister and a brother
                Who have gone to that sweet home
                And I am determined to go and see them, good Lord
                Over on (good Lordy over on) that distant shore
I'm going down to that river Jordan
                Just to bathe my weary soul
                If I could touch but just the hem of His garment, good Lord
                I believe (good Lordy I believe) that it would make me whole
Now when I'm dead, laying in my coffin
                All of my friends all gather round
                They can say that he's just laying there sleeping, good Lord
                Sweet peace (Lordy sweet peace) his soul is found
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I Did the Leaving for You
All you ever talk about's how bad you got it here,
                Say that all I ever do is sit here drinking beer.
                But if you'd listen to yourself, you might just drink one too,
                You say you wanna leave me, well here's your chance to follow through.
Chorus:
                I called your Mama, so you'd have a place to stay,
                And there's some money packed inside your old suitcase.
                You won't have to worry, or wonder what to do,
                I packed your bags and did the leaving for you.
After twenty years of fightin', we just couldn't make it work,
                No matter what I'd do for you, it only gets worse.
                The car is all gassed up, and darlin' here's the key,
                It's time for me to start over, and time for you to leave.
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I Don't Love Nobody
—originally Skillet Lickers
Chorus:
                Well I don't nobody, nobody loves me
                All they want's my money, they don't care for me
                I just want to live single, happy and carefree
                I don't love nobody, nobody loves me
One day I went out walking, walking down Johnson street
                I met a little old lady, she smiled at me so sweet
                Said hello my honey, how are you today
                Just as I started to kiss her, these words I heard her say
Lord, I don't love nobody, nobody loves me
                All they wants my money, they don't care for me
                I want to live single, happy and carefree
                I don't love nobody, nobody loves me
Next day I went out walking, walking down Johnson street
                I met the same little lady, she was dressed up so neat
                She smiled at me and said hello, how are you today
                Tipped my hat and said hello and journeyed on my way
Cause I don't love nobody, nobody loves me
                All they wants my money, they don't care for me
                I want to live single, happy and carefree
                I don't love nobody, nobody loves me
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I Saw the Light
—Hank Williams
I wandered so aimless my heart filled with sin
                I wouldn't let my dear Savior in
                Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night
                Praise the Lord I saw the light
Chorus:
                I saw the light I saw the light
                No more darkness no more night
                Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
                Praise the Lord I saw the light
Just like a blind man I wandered alone
                Worries and fears I claimed for my own
                Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight
                Praise the Lord I saw the light
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I Wonder How the Old Folks Are at Home
—F.W. Vandersloot
Well I wonder how the old folks are at home
                I wonder if they miss me while I roam
                I wonder if they pray for the boy who went away
                And left his dear old parents all alone
Chorus:
                You could hear the cattle lowing in the lane
                You could see the fields of blue grass where I've grown
                You could almost hear them cry as they kissed their boy goodbye
                Well I wonder how the old folks are at home
Just a village and a homestead on the farm
                And a mother's love to shield you from all harm
                A mother's love so true a sweetheart that loves you
                A village and a homestead on the farm
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I Wonder Where You Are Tonight
—Johnny Bond
Tonight I'm sad my heart is weary
                Wondering if I'm wrong or right
                To think about you though you left me
                I wonder where you are tonight
Chorus:
                The rain is cold and slowly falling
                Upon my window pane tonight
                And though your love seems even colder
                I wonder where you are tonight
Your heart was cold you never loved me
                Though you often said you cared
                And now you've gone to find another
                Someone who knows the love I shared
Then came the dawn the day you left me
                I tried to smile with all my might
                But you could see the pain within me
                That lingers in my heart tonight
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I'll Be Your Baby Tonight
—Bob Dylan
Close your eyes, close the door
                You don't have to worry anymore
                I'll be your baby tonight
Shut the light, shut the shade
                You don't have to be afraid
                I'll be your baby tonight
Bridge:
                Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away
                We're gonna forget it
                That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon
                But we're gonna let it, you won't regret it
Kick your shoes off, do not fear
                Bring that bottle over here
                I'll be your baby tonight
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I'll Cry Tomorrow
—Buzz Busby
I'll cry tomorrow, 'cause my love's gone away
I'll cry tomorrow, I won't cry today
                Cause when I see you I want to be brave
                You were out with another, I saw you last night
                Standing there on your doorstep
                You were holding him tight
Chorus:
                I'll cry tomorrow, I won't cry today
                I'll cry tomorrow, 'cause my loves gone away
A handshake, a kiss, a smile, a pleasant goodbye
                Is better than false words and all alibis
                And when you're gone, love you'll never know why
                Today I won't weaken, tomorrow I'll cry
I'll cry tomorrow, I won't cry today
                I'll cry tomorrow, 'cause your loves gone away
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I'll Fly Away
Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
                I'll fly away;
                To a home on God's celestial shore,
                I'll fly away (I'll fly away).
Chorus:
                I'll fly away, Oh Glory
                I'll fly away; (in the morning)
                When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
                I'll fly away (I'll fly away).
When the shadows of this life have gone,
                I'll fly away;
                Like a bird from prison bars has flown,
                I'll fly away (I'll fly away)
Just a few more weary days and then,
                I'll fly away;
                To a land where joy shall never end,
                I'll fly away (I'll fly away)
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I'm Blue, I'm Lonesome
—Hank Williams and Bill Monroe
The lonesome sigh of a train going by
                Makes me want to stop and cry
                I recall the day it took you away
                I'm blue, I'm lonesome too
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                When I hear that whistle blow
                I want to pack my trunk* and go
                The lonesome sound of a train going by
                Makes me want to stop and cry
In the still of the night, in the pale moonlight
                The winds they moan and sigh
                These awful blues I just can't lose
                I'm blue I'm lonesome too
*also: suitcase, troubles
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I'm Eatin' High on the Hog
—Mac Wiseman
My girl's a honey, she's got the money
                Honey and money, everything's sunny.
                Her name is Katy and she's a lady
                I'm eatin' high on the hog.
Yes she's my honey, she's got the money
                A big limousine and a flyin' machine.
                She's quite a baby and there's no maybe
                I'm eatin high on the hog.
Delighting, exciting, very inviting
                Sweeter than julep, cute as a tulip
                She dresses neatly, kisses so sweetly
                I'm eatin high on the hog.
She's quite romantic, she drives me frantic
                Shot Cupid's dart straight through my heart
                I'm shackled and tied, but I'm satisfied
                I'm eatin high on the hog.
Peachy complexion picture perfection
                Blue eyes that glisten lips that need kissin'
                She's quite a beauty and she's my cutie
                I'm eatin high on the hog.
I popped the question, was her suggestion
                Said she'd be mine, said her daddy would sign
                I'm looking over a four—leafed clover
                I'm eatin high on the hog.
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I'm Free from the Chain Gang Now
I got rid of the shackles that bound me
                And the guards who were always around me
                Like a bird in the tree I found my liberty
                And I'm free from the chain gang now.
Long ago I was known and respected
                Then one day I was wrongly suspected
                And they put me in chains working out in the rain
                But I'm free from the chain gang now.
I know my mother's poor heart was broken
                For she knew an untruth was spoken
                There were tears on the mail that she sent me in jail
                But I'm free from the chain gang now.
All the years I was known by a number
                Were just years that I spent without slumber
                After long years of shame I have won back my name
                And I'm free from the chain gang now.
Now I'm going back home to another
                She's my sweetheart who's waiting with Mother
                And I'll dry all the tears that's been shedding for years
                'Cause I'm free from the chain gang now
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I'm Going Back to Old Kentucky
—Bill Monroe
Chorus:
                I'm going back to old Kentucky
                There to see my Linda Lou
                I'm going back to old Kentucky
                Where the skies are always blue
When my left old Kentucky
                Linda kissed me and she cried
                I told her that I would not linger
                I'd be back by and by
Linda Lou is she is a beauty
                Those pretty brown eyes I loved so well
                I'm going back to old Kentucky
                Never more to say farewell
Linda Lou you know I love you
                I long for you each night and day
                When the roses bloom in old Kentucky
                I'll be coming back to stay
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I'm Gonna Sleep With One Eye Open
I just found out today the little game you play
                I've been sleeping all my life away
                You've been stepping so they say between midnight and day
                So I'm gonna sleep with one eye open from now on
Chorus:
                From now on (from now on) all night long (all night long)
                You won't have a chance to treat your daddy wrong
                You've been stepping so they say between midnight and day
                So I'm gonna sleep with one eye open from now on
There's honky tonk down the road just a mile or so
                I understand that's where you spend your time
                Baby I got news for you your little game is through
                From now on baby you're gonna toe the line
You thought you were being wise running around with other guys
                And leaving me to spend my time alone
                But you'll find out today it don't work out that way
                You started a little game that two can play
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I'm Just an Old Chunk of Coal
—Billy Joe Shaver
Chorus:
                I'm just an old chunk of coal,
                But I'm gonna be a diamond some day,
                I'm gonna grow and glow 'til I'm so plu pure perfect,
                I'm gonna put a smile on ev'rybody's face.
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                I'm gonna kneel and pray ev'ry day,
                Lest I should become vain along the way.
                I'm just and old chunk of coal now Lord,
                But I'm gonna be a diamond some day.
Chorus:
                I'm gonna learn the best words to talk,
                Gonna search and find a better way to walk, yeah!
                I'm gonna spit and polish my old rough-edged self,
                'Til I get rid of ev'ry single flaw.
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                Well I'm gonna be the world's best friend,
                Gonna go 'round shakin' ev'rybody's hand, yeah!
                I'm just an old chunk of coal now Lord,
                But I'm gonna be a diamond some day,
Oh, I'm gonna be the cotton-pickin' rage of the age,
                I'm gonna be a diamond some day.
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I'm Just Here to Get My Baby Out of Jail
I'm not in your town to stay said a lady old and gray
                To the warden of the penitentiary
                I'm not in your town to stay and I'll soon be on my way
                I'm just here to get my baby out of jail
                Yes, warden, I'm just here to get my baby out of jail
I've tried to raise my baby right, I have prayed both day and night
                that he'd never follow the footsteps of his dad
                I have searched both far and wide, I had feared that he had died
                And at last I find my baby here in jail
                Yes, warden, but it's good to find my baby here in jail
I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain
                I will pawn you my gold diamond ring
                I will wash all your clothes, I will scrub all your floors
                If that will get my baby out of jail
                Yes, warden, you know I want my baby out of jail
Then I heard the warden say to the lady old and gray
                I will send your baby boy to your side
                Those wide gates swung wide apart,
                she held her darling to her heart
                She kissed her darling boy and then she died
                But smiling in the arms of her boy there she died
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I'm Just Here to Get My Baby Out of Jail
—Red Allen's version
I will wash all your clothes, I will scrub all your floors,
                If that will get my baby out of jail.
                Yes warden, I'm just here to get my baby out of jail.
I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain
                I will pawn you my gold diamond ring
                Yes warden, I'm just here to get my baby out of jail.
If that train runs right I'll be home tomorrow night,
                You know I want my baby out of jail.
                Yes warden, I'm just here to get my baby out of jail.
When those gates swung wide apart she held her darling to her heart.
                She kissed her baby boy and then she died.
                Yes warden, in the arms of her dear boy there she died.
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I'm On My Way Back to the Old Home
Back in the days of my childhood
                In the evening when everything was still
                I used to sit and listen to the foxhounds
                With my dad in the old Kentucky hills
Chorus:
                I'm on my way back to the old home
                The road winds on up the hill
                But there's no light in the window
                That shined long ago where I live
Soon my childhood days were over
                I had to leave my old home
                For dad and mother were called to heaven
                I's left in this world all alone
High in the hills of old Kentucky
                Stands the fondest spot in my memory
                I'm on my way back to the old home
                The light in the window I long to see
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I'm Satisfied With My Gal
—J. Trent and P. DeRose
Well now, She ain't got no (Yes, she does )
                No, she don't (Yes, she does )
                I'm satisfied with my gal
Well, she don't wear no (Yes, she does)
                No, she don't (You aint' never seen 'em)
                I'm satisfied with my gal (I don't know why)
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                She got great big legs, pretty teeth
                and I love her little dimpled chin
                Golden hair, what a smile
                Oh, what a mama she has been
Now, will she let me? (No, she won't)
                Yes, she will (No, she won't)
                I'm satisfied with my gal
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I'm Talking 'Bout You
—Memphis Minnie
You can quit me, and do what you want to do
                But some day you'll want me and I won't want you.
Chorus:
                I'm a talking about you, I'm a talking about you
                I'm a talking about you and I don't care what you do
You's a woman running round from hand to hand
                I got me a woman, like you got your man.
I met when you're goin' from house to house
                I knew you when your boyfriend throwed you out.
You can't be mine 'n someone else's too
                I just can't stand the way that you do.
What you had for me the other night
                You can put me down for tomorrow tonight.
You mistreat me, you don't treat me right
                You can take it on back where you had it last night.
Well, look—a here, what you want me to do?
                Won't be your daddy and your doctor, too
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I'm Troubled
—Blue Sky Boys
Chorus:
                I'm troubled I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind
                If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time
Now courting is pleasure, and parting is grief
                And a false—hearted lover, is worse than a thief
                A thief can but rob you, and take what you've saved
                But a false—hearted lover'll, take you to your grave
The grave will decay you, and turn you to dust
                Not one girl in a million, that a poor boy can trust
                They'll hug you, and kiss you, and tell you more lies
                Than cross ties on a railroad, or stars in the sky
I'm going to Georgia, I'm going to roam
                I'm going to Georgia, gonna make it my home
                Gonna build me a cabin, on the mountain so high
                So the wild birds and the, turtle doves can't hear my sad cry
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I'm Walkin' the Dog
—Cliff & Tex Grimsley / Webb Pierce
I'm walking the dog and I'm never blue
                I'm walking the dog I ain't thinking bout you
                I don't need no one to tie me down
                I'm walking the dog and I'm painting the town.
Chorus:
                Such an easy life I never knew
                Until the day that I left you
                Well I'm a carefree lad that seen the light
                I'm walking the dog all the day and all night
Well I'm full of pep I just can't grow old
                I got a one track mind so I've been told
                But I'm fancy free I don't worry no how
                And I'm walking the dog all the law will allow
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                Such an easy life I never knew
                I can't believe it's really true…
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I'm Working On a Building
—Bill Monroe
Verse:
                Well, if I was a sinner I'd a tell you what I would do
                I would quit my sinnin' and I'd work on a buildin' too
Chorus:
                I'm workin' on a buildin', I'm workin' on a buildin'
                I'm workin' on a buildin' for my Lord, for my Lord
                It's a Holy Ghost buildin', it's a holy ghost buildin'
                It's a Holy Ghost buildin' for my Lord, for my Lord
Well, if I was a gambler I tell you what I would do
                I would quit my gamblin' and work on a buildin' too
Well, if I was a drunkard I tell you what I would do
                I would quit my drinkin' and work on a buildin' too
Well, if I was a preacher I tell you what I would do
                I would go on preachin' and I'd work on a buildin' too
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I've Been All Around This World
Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
                Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
                A rifle on my shoulder, six—shooter in my hand;
                Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Lulu, my Lulu come and open the door.
                Lulu, my Lulu come and open the door.
                Before I have to walk in with my old 'forty—four'.
                Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Mama and Papa, little sister makes three.
                Mama and Papa, little sister makes three.
                They're comin' in the mornin' ; that's the last you'll see of me.
                Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone.
                Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone.
                I wouldn't mind your hangin', boys but you wait in jail so long.
                Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
                Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
                A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand;
                Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
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I've Endured
—Ola Belle Reed
Born in the mountains fifty years ago
                I've trod the hills and valleys through the rain and snow
                I've seen the lightning flashing I've heard the thunder roll
                I've Endured I've Endured how long can one endure
Barefoot in the summer on into the fail
                Too many mouths to feed they couldn't clothe us all
                Sent to church on Sunday to learn the golden rule
                I've Endured I've Endured how long can one endure
I've worked for the rich I've lived with the poor
                I've see many a heartache there'll be many a more
                Lived loved and sorrowed been to success's door
                I've Endured I've Endured how long can one endure
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I've Waited As Long As I Can
—Hylo Brown
I've waited for you and I've always been true
                But this waiting no longer I can stand
                I know you've had time dear to make up your mind
                I've waited as long as I can
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                I'm waiting to hear you say you love me
                And long for the day you take my hand
                I asked again last night for your love so divine
                I've waited as long as I can
Done all I can do said all I can say
                Oh why can't I make you understand
                I wanted you for mine but I'm wasting my time
                I've waited as long as I can
Now I'll just say goodbye the tears fall from my eyes
                For you have made it plain that I can't win
                No one will ever know the pain that I've been through
                I've waited as long as I can
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Ida Red
—Lost and Found version
Well Ida Red lives in town
                Weighs three hundred and forty pounds,
                Ida Red, Ida Red,
                I'm plum fool about Ida Red.
Well Ida Red is long and tall,
                Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall,
                Ida Red, Ida Red,
                I'm plum fool about Ida Red.
If I'd 'a listened what Ida said,
                I'd be sleepin' in Ida's bed,
                Ida Red, Ida Red,
                I'm plum fool about Ida Red
Well Ida Red, Ida Green,
                Prettiest girl I ever seen,
                Ida Red, Ida Red,
                I'm plum fool about Ida Red
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If I Could Only Win Your Love
—Louvin Brothers
If I could only win your love
                I'd make he most of everything
                I'd proudly wear your wedding ring
                My heart would never stray one dream away
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                Oh how can I ever say
                How I crave your love when you're gone away
                Oh how can I ever show
                How I burn inside when you hold me tight
If I could only win your love
                I'd give my all to make it live
                You'll never know how much I'd give
                If I could only win your love
If I could only win your love
                I'd give my all to make it live
                You'll never know how much I'd give
                If I could only win your love.
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If I Lose
I never thought I'd need you but now I found I'm wrong
                Come on back sweet mama back where you belong
                I've gambled all over town find that I can't win
                So come on back and pick me up again
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                Now if I lose let me lose
                I don't care how much I lose
                If I lose a hundred dollars while I'm trying to win a dime
                My baby she's got money all the time
Of all the other gals I know no one can take your place
                Cause when I get into a jam they just ain't in the race
                So now that you're back dear let's take another round
                With you here by my side dear the deal just can't go down
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If I Should Wander Back Tonight
For many years I've been a rolling stone, my darling
                Like a gypsy I have roamed from place to place
                Fortune never came to me
                But how happy I would be
                Just to look again upon your smiling face
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                Now if I should wander back tonight
                Would you be waiting
                Would your eyes be filled with love's own tender light
                Would your arms be empty, dear
                Would you thrill to find me near
                Would you love me if I'd wander back tonight
When buddy flowers lend their fragrance in the springtime
                I recall the roses training round your door
                Fancy then I homeward stay
                I seem to hear you say
                That you love me as you did in days of yore
Last night I dreamed that you and I were back together
                I held your hand so gently in my own
                Heard you say we'd never part
                As I pressed you to my heart
                Then I woke in tears to find myself alone
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In Heaven We'll Never Grow Old
—James C. Moore 1914
In the Bible we read of a city,
                With the streets that are paved with pure gold.
                We shall live in that city forever.
                And there we shall never grow old.
Chorus:
                In heaven will never grow old,
                In heaven will never grow old,
                We shall live in that city forever,
                And there we shall grow old.
In the Bible we read of a river,
                That flows by the throne we are told.
                We shall drink of it's life living waters
                And there we shall never grow old.
In the Bible we read of earth's pilgrim.
                In this world they were hungry and cold,
                But have reached their harbor in safety,
                And there they shall never grow old.
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In The Pines
—Bill Monroe Version:
The longest train I ever saw
                Went down that Georgia Line
                The engine passed at six o'clock
                The caboose went by at nine
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                In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines
                And you shiver when the cold wind blows
                Whoo whoo hoo hooo……….
                Whoo whoo hoo hooo……….
I asked my captain for the time of day
                He said he throwed his watch away
                It's a long steel rail and a short cross tie
                And I'm on my way back home
Little girl, little girl, what have I done
                To make you treat me so
                You've caused me to weep, you've caused me to mourn
                You've caused me to leave my home
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In The Pines
—Leadbelly Version
Little girl, little girl, don't lie to me
                Tell me where did you sleep last night?
                In the pines, In the pines, Where the sun never shine
                I shivered the whole night through.
Little girl, little girl, where will you go
                I'm going where the cold wind blows
                In the pines, In the pines, Where the sun never shine
                I will shiver the whole night through.
Little girl, little girl, don't lie to me
                Tell me where did you sleep last night?
                In the pines, In the pines, Where the sun never shine
                I shivered the whole night through.
My Husband was a Railroad man
                Killed a mile and a half from here
                His head, was found, In a drivers wheel
                And his body hasn't never been found.
Little girl, little girl, where will you go
                I'm going where the cold wind blows
                You've caused me to weep, you've caused me to mourn
                You've caused me to leave my home
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Is It Too Late Now
—Flatt & Scruggs
Chorus:
                Is it too late now to tell you that I love you
                Or is there still a chance for me somehow
                Oh they tell me now that you have found another
                Darlin' please don't say it's too late now
I know this heart of mine could never stand it
                If I should have to give you up somehow
                Oh won't you say you'll give me one qmore chance dear
                Darlin' please don't say it's too late now
Now I confess I know I've done you wrong, dear
                Oh can't you see my point of view somehow
                All I ask of you is one more chance dear
                Darlin' please don't say it's too late now
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It Takes One to Know One
Little girl you stand out in the crowd
                You're laughing and talking much too loud
                But I see a little tear peaking through
                It takes one to know one and I know you
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                It takes one to know one and I know you
                The little tear through your smiles I see through
                You've been hurt and your frightened you're so blue
                It takes one to know one and I know you
Little girl please take hold of my hand
                Just go right on and cry I'll understand
                Pay no mind if start crying too
                It takes one to know one and I know you
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It's Hard to be Humble
—Mac Davis
Chorus:
                Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
                When you're perfect in every way
                I can't wait to look in the mirror
                Cause I get better looking each day
                To know me is to love me
                I must be a hell of a man
                Oh Lord It's hard to be humble,
                But I'm doing the best that I can
I used to have a girlfriend,
                But I guess she just couldn't compete,
                With all of these love—starved women,
                Who keep clamoring at my feet
                Oh I probably could find me another,
                But I guess they're all in awe of me
                Who cares? I never get lonesome
                Cause I treasure my own company
I guess you could say I'm a loner
                A cowboy outlaw, tough, and proud
                I could have lots of friends if I wanted
                But then I wouldn't stand out from the crowd
                Some folks say that I'm egotistical
                Hell I don't even know what that means
                I guess it has something to do with
                The way that I fill out my skin tight blue jeans
We're doing the best that we can
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It's Mighty Dark to Travel
—Bill Monroe
To me she was my little angel
                Sent down to me from God above
                When on that day when I first met her
                And I told her of my love
It's mighty dark for me to travel
                For my sweetheart she is gone
                The road is rough and filled gravel
                But I must journey on and on
Travelin' down the lonesome highway
                Thinkin' of my love that's gone
                Knowin' soon we'll be together
                She's the only love I've known
Many nights we strolled together
                Talkin' of our love so fair
                My love for her will never vanish
                For I know I'll meet her there
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Jack of Diamonds (Drunkard's Hiccups)
I've played cards in England, I've gambled in Spain
                Goin back to Carolina (Rhode Island), gonna play my last game
Chorus:
                Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds, I've known you from old
                You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
Gonna eat when I'm hungry, gonna drink when I'm dry
                Get to feelin much better, gonna sprout wings and fly
                Gonna take down my fiddle, gonna rosin up the bow
                Gonna make myself welcome, wherever I go
Gonna drink, gonna gamble, all my money is my own
                Them that don't like me, can leave me alone
                Gonna beat on the counter, gonna make the glass ring
                More brandy, more brandy, more brandy to bring
If the river was whiskey, and I was a duck
                I'd dive to the bottom, and never come up
                But the river ain't whiskey, and I ain't no duck
                I'll play these drunkard's hiccups, and trust to my luck
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My shoes are all tore up, my toes are stickin' out
                Gonna get some corn whiskey, I'm going up the spout.
I get up in the morning, I stagger and reel.
                Goddamn you corn whiskey, How badly I feel.
It's a whiskey you villain you've been my downfall
                You've kicked me you've cuffed me but I loves you for all
It's a whiskey rye whiskey rye whiskey I cry
                If I don't get rye whiskey well I think I will die
Beefsteak when I'm hungry red liquor when I'm dry
                Greenbacks when I'm hard up and religion when I die
I'll a go to yonder holler and I'll build me a still
                I'll give you a gallon for a five dollar bill
Rye whiskey rye whiskey rye whiskey I cry
                If a tree don't fall on me I'll live till I die
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Jambalaya
—Hank Williams
Goodbye Joe, you gotta go, me oh my oh
                Me gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou
                My Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh
                Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
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                Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
                For tonight, I'm-a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
                Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
                Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
                Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
                Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
                Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
                And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou
                Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
                Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
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Jesse James
Jesse James was a lad
                That killed many a man
                He robbed the Glendale train
                He stole from the rich
                And he gave to the poor
                He'd a hand and a heart and a brain
Well it was Robert Ford
                That dirty little coward
                I wonder now how he feels
                For he ate of Jesse's bread
                And he slept in Jesse's bed
                And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
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                Well Jesse had a wife
                To mourn for his life
                Three children
                Now they were brave
                Well that dirty little coward
                That shot Mr. Howard
                And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well now Jesse was a man
                A friend to the poor
                He'd never rob a mother or a child
                There never was a man with
                the law in his hand
                That could take Jesse James when alive
It was on a Saturday night
                Yeah the moon was
                shinin' bright
                They robbed
                the Glendale train
                And the people they did say
                o'er many miles away
                It was those outlaws yeah Frank
                and Jesse James
Now the people held
                their breath
                When they heard of
                Jesse's death
                They wondered how
                he'd ever come to fall
                Robert Ford it was a fact
                He shot Jesse in the back
                While Jesse hung a picture
                on a wall
Now Jesse went to rest with
                his hand on his breast
                The devil upon his knee
                he was born one day in
                the County Clay
                And he came from
                a solitary race
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Jesus Is On the Main Line
—Mississippi Fred McDowell
Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
                Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
                Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
                Wooo… call him up and tell him what you want
Yeah, he will come in a hurry, just tell him what you want
                I said he will come in a hurry, just tell him what you want
                Oh he will come in a hurry, just tell him what you want
                Oh, call him up and tell him what you want
Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
                Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
                Jesus is on the main line, just tell him what you want
                Oh, call him up and tell him what you want
If you're sick and you can't get well, just tell him what you want
                Wooo, if you're sick and you can't get well, just tell him what you want
                Yeah, if you're sick and you can't get well, tell him what you want
                Wooo, call him up and tell him what you want
Jesus is on the main line, tell him what you want
                Yeah, Jesus is on the main line, just tell him what you want
                Jesus is on the main line, just tell him what you want
                Ooh, call him up and tell him what you want
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Jesus Walking on The Water
—Violent Femmes
Oh my, oh my, oh my, what if it was true?
                And oh my, oh my, oh my, tell me is it true
                Did He, did He, did He die upon that cross?
                And did He, did He, did He come back across?
Chorus:
                Jesus walking on the water
                Sweet Jesus walking in the sky
                Sinking sand He took my hand
                He raised me up and he brought me up
                I can hold my, my, my head high
Will I, will I, will I be true to my birth?
                And will I, will I, will I give what I'm worth?
                Oh yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, I come when you call
                And yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, Jesus, my all—in—all
Oh my, oh my, oh my, what if it was true?
                And oh my, oh my, oh my, tell me is it true
                Did He, did He, did He die upon that cross?
                And did He, did He, did He come back across?
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| I | I | V | V | 
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John Hardy
—The Carter Family
John Hardy was a desperate little man
                He carried two guns every day
                He shot down a man on that West Virginia line
                You ought a seen John Hardy getting away
                You ought to seen John Hardy getting away
John Hardy stood in that old barroom
                So drunk that he could not see
                And a man walked up and took him by the arm
                He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
                Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
                The tears running down from his eyes
                He said I've been the death of many a poor boy
                But my six—shooters never told a lie
                No, my six—shooters never told a lie
The first one to visit John Hardy in his cell
                Was a little girl dressed in blue
                She came down to that old jail cell
                She said Johnny, I've been true to you God knows
                Johnny, I've been true to you
The next one to Visit John Hardy in his cell
                Was a little girl dressed in red
                She come down to that old jail cell
                She said, Johnny, I had rather see you dead
                Well, Johnny, I had rather see you dead
I've been to the East and I've been to the West
                I've traveled this wide world around
                I've been to that river and I've been baptized
                So take me to my burying ground
                So take me to my burying ground
John Hardy was a desperate little man
                He carried two guns every day
                He shot down a man on the West Virginia line
                You ought to seen old John Hardy getting away
                You ought to seen old John Hardy getting away
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John Henry
John Henry, when he was a baby
                Settin' on his mammy's knee
                Picked up an hammer in his little right hand
                Said, "Hammer be the death of me, me, me
                Hammer be the death of me"
Some say he's born in Texas
                Some say he's born up in Maine
                I just say he was a Louisiana man
                Leader of a steel-driving chain gang
                Leader on a steel-driving gang
Well, the Captain said to John Henry
                I'm gonna bring my steam drill around
                Gonna bring my steam drill out on the job
                Gonna whup that steel on down, down, down
                Whup that steel on down
John Henry said to the Captain
                You can bring your steam drill around
                You can bring your steam drill out on the job
                I'll beat your steam drill down, down, down
                Beat your steam drill down
John Henry said to his Shaker
                Shaker, you had better pray
                If you miss your six feet of steel
                I'll be your buryin' day, day, day
                I'll be your buryin' day
Now, the Shaker said to John Henry
                Man ain't nothing but a man
                But before I'd let that steam drill beat me down
                I'd die with an hammer in my hand, hand, hand
                I'd die with an hammer in my hand
John Henry had a little woman
                Her name was Polly Anne
                John Henry took sick and was laid up in bed
                While Polly handled steel like a man, man, man
                Polly handled steel like a man
They took John Henry to the graveyard
                Laid him down in the sand
                Every locomotive comin' a-rolling by
                Hollered, there lies a steel-drivin' man, man, man
                There lies a steel-drivin' man
There lies a steel-drivin' man, man, man
                There lies a steel-drivin' man
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Journey's End
—Noel Duggan and Padraig Duggan
Each night brings back my dreams of you
                I cried and cry I feel so blue
                You broke my heart so why pretend
                The sign ahead reads journey's end
Chorus:
                River's rolling along skies are turning gray
                Clouds are moving in I've lost my way
                I tried to smile but why pretend
                The sign ahead reads journey's end
Remember the day when we first met
                I loved you then, I love you yet
                Nights when you kneel down in prayer
                If God would will I'd be right there
Sitting all alone beneath the stars
                I'm wondering where on earth you are
                Thinking of the things that might have been
                But the sign ahead reads journey's end
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June Apple
—Jenkins, Jarrell & Cockerham
I wish I was a June apple
                Hanging on that tree
                Every time my true love passed
                She'd take a little bite of me
Going across the mountain
                I'm going in the spring
                It's when I get on the other side
                I'm gonna hear my woman sing
Can't you hear that banjo sing
                I wish that girl was mine
                Don't you hear that banjo sing
                I wish that girl was mine
Charlie he's a nice young man
                Charlie he's a dandy
                Charlie he's a nice young man
                Feeds the girls on candy.
Over the river to feed my sheep
                Over the river Charlie
                It's over the river to feed my sheep
                Feed them on barley
I wish I had some sticks and poles
                To build my chimney higher
                Cos every time it rains and snows
                It puts out all my fire
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Just a Closer Walk With Thee
I am weak but Thou are strong
                Jesus keep me from all wrong
                I'll be satisfied as long
                As I walk, blessed Lord, close to Thee
Chorus:
                Just a closer walk with Thee
                Grant it Jesus is my plea
                Daily walking close to Thee
                Let it be, blessed Lord, let it be.
Through this world of toils and snares
                If I falter, Lord, who cares
                None but Thee my burden bares
                None but Thee, blessed Lord, none but Thee.
When my feeble life is o'er
                Time for me will be no more
                Guide me to that peaceful shore
                Let me walk, blessed Lord, close to Thee.
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| V | V | I | I | 
| I | I7 | V | V | 
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Just Because
—Dixon Brothers version
Now just because you think you're so pretty,
                Just because you think you're so smart
                You went and spent all my money
                And played ball with my heart.
When you thought you'd spent all my money,
                You laughed and call me old Santy Claus
                There's no doubt, baby I found you out
                Honey, it's just because
Don't think for a moment now baby,
                That I am crazy about you
                You caused me to lose all of my girlfriends
                I'll never hang around with you
You'll wake up some morning baby
                And miss your old Santy Claus
                I'm telling you baby I'm not kidding you
                Honey it's just because
There'll come a time you will want me
                When you are lonely and blue
                Your old Santy Claus won't be 'round then
                To cheer and comfort you
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| V | V | V | I | 
| I | I | I-VII | IV | 
| IV-IV#dim | I-VI | II-V | I | 
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Katy Daley
With her old man she came from Tipperary
                In the pioneering days of '42
                Her old man was shot in Tombstone City
                For the making of his good old mountain dew
Chorus:
                Oh Come on down the mountain Katy Daley
                Come on down the mountain Katy do
                Can't you hear us calling Katy Daley
                We want to drink your good old mountain dew
Wake up and pay attention Katy Daley
                For I'm the judge that's gonna sentence you
                All the boys in court have drunk your whiskey
                To tell the truth I like a little too
So to the jail they took poor Katy Daley
                And pretty soon the gates were open wide
                Angels came for poor old Katy Daley
                Took her far across the great divide
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Keep on the Sunny Side
—Ada Blenkhorn & J. Howard Entwisle 1899, popularized by Carter Family
There's a dark and a troubled side of life
                But there's a bright and a sunny side too
                Though you meet with the darkness and strife
                The sunny side you also may view
Chorus:
                Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side
                Keep on the sunny side of life
                It will help us every day, it will brighten all the way
                If we'll keep on the sunny side of life
Though the storm and its furies rage today
                Crushing hope that we cherish so dear
                The cloud and storm will in time pass away
                And the sun again will shine bright and clear
Let us greet with a song of hope each day
                Though the moment be cloudy or fair
                And let us trust in our Saviour always
                He'll keep us everyone in His care
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| V | V | I | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
Chorus:
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Keep Your Lamp Trimmed and Burning
Troubles and trials are almost over X 3
                See what my lord has done
                Keep your lamp trimmed and burnin X 3
                See what my lord has done
Heaven's journey is almost over X 3
                See what my lord has done
                Brother don't you worry
                Don't you worry
                Don't you worry
                See what my lord has done
Two thousand years have come and gone X 3
                See what my lord has done
                Brother don't you worry
                Don't you worry
                Don't you worry
                See what my lord has done
                Sister don't stop prayin
                Sister don't stop prayin
                Sister don't stop prayin
                See what my lord has done.
Many are gone but not forgotten X 3
                See what my lord has done
                Keep your lamp trimmed and burnin X 3
                See what my lord has done
Brother don't you worry
                Don't you worry
                Don't you worry
                See what my lord has done
                Brother don't stop prayin
                Sister don't stop prayin
                Sister don't stop prayin
                See what my lord has done.
Keep your lamp trimmed and burning X 3
                See what my lord has done
                Keep your lamp trimmed and burning X 3
                See what my lord has done
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Kentucky Waltz
—Bill Monroe
We were waltzing that night in Kentucky
                'Neath the beautiful harvest moon
                And I was the boy who was lucky
                But it all ended too soon
As I sit here alone in the moonlight
                And I can see your smiling face
                And I long once more for your embrace
                In that beautiful Kentucky waltz
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| V | V | V | V | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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| IV | IV | I | VI | 
| II | V | I | I | 
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Leftover Biscuits
—Harold D. Handy
Chorus:
                Leftover biscuits, leftover ham
                Leftover gravy in an old fryin' pan
                Leftover coffee, leftover tea
                Now I'm all alone 'cause she done left over me.
Well, I asked my wife if I could go out with the boys,
                Just a little party over at Jimmy Roy's.
                She said, "Yes, honey, you know that I don't care."
                But what I didn't tell her it was a three—day affair.
Then we went to a party over at my neighbors' home,
                Me and my neighbor's wife in the kitchen all alone.
                She was makin' biscuits while I was makin' time.
                Caught in the act by that little old wife of mine.
Now I'm all alone, 'cause she done left over me.
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| I | I | V | V | 
| V | V | V | V | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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| V | V | I | I | 
| I | I | II | II | 
| V | V | IV | I | 
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Let's Go to Huntin'
—Traditional, Tim O'Brien Arrangement
Chorus:
                Come on boys, let's go to huntin
                Come on boys, let's go to huntin
                Dog in the woods, he done treed something
Your dog barks, it don't mean nothin
                Your dog barks, it don't mean nothin
                My dog barks, he done treed somethin
Old Red howlin up at the moon
                Old Red howlin up at the moon
                Took off runnin, and he treed him a coon
Now he raised his tail and he took off runnin
                He raised up his tail and he took off runnin
                Come on boys let's go to huntin
The gun says boom and coon says zip
                The gun says boom and the coon says zip
                Old Red grabbed him with all his grip
Your dog bark, it don't mean nothin
                Your dog bark, it don't mean nothin
                My dog bark, he done treed somethin
Waterproof your boots and whistle up your dog
                Waterproof your boots and whistle up your dog
                Shoulder up your gun when you're wadin in the bog
You get the shot, I'll get the powder
                You get the shot, I'll get the powder
                Your dog bark, my dog louder
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Life's Railway to Heaven
Life is like a mountain railroad
                With an engineer that's brave
                We must make the run successful
                From the cradle to the grave
Watch the curves, the fills, and tunnels
                Never falter, never fail
                Keep your hand upon the throttle
                And your eyes upon the rail
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                Blessed Savior, Thou will guide us
                Till we reach that blissful shore
                Where the angels wait to join us
                In that great forevermore
As you roll across the trestle
                Spanning Jordon's swelling tide
                You'll behold the Union Depot
                Into which your train will glide
There you'll meet the superintendent
                God the Father, God the Son
                With a hearty joyous greetings:
                Weary Pilgrims Welcome Home
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| I | I | II | V | 
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Life's Too Short
—The Delmore Brothers
Here today and gone tomorrow, life's too short to borrow sorrow
                Life's too short for me to worry over you.
                You are gone, you are missin', other lips you are kissin'
                Life's too short for me to worry over you.
Chorus: (after each verse):
                And I'm leavin'(and I'm leavin')and I'm grievin'(and I'm grievin')
                And I'm grievin'"(and I'm grievin')cause I'm blue.
                Here today and gone tomorrow, life's too short to borrow sorrow
                Life's too short for me to worry over you.
Sometimes I think I'm crazy with these blue days so hazy
                Can't realize that you are so untrue.
                Now I know that you don't love me and by all the powers above me
                Life's too short for me to worry over you.
I'm through with you forever, for this time we must sever
                I'm gonna have another heart so good and true,
                That was made for usin' not for all this abusin'
                Life's too short for me to worry over you.
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| IV | IV | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Little Birdie
Chorus:
                Little birdie, little birdie
                Come and sing me you song
                Got a short time to stay here
                And a long time to be gone
I'm a long way from old Dixie
                And my old Kentucky home
                Now my parents are both dead and gone
                Have no place to call my home
Now I'd rather be a sailor
                Way out upon the sea
                Then to be at home a marred man
                With a baby on my knee
For the married man he sees trouble
                And the single boy sees none
                I expect to live single
                Til my days on earth are done
Now I'd rather be in some dark hollow
                Where the sun don't ever shine
                Then to see you love another
                When you promised to be mine
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Little Cabin Home on the Hill
Tonight I'm alone without you my dear
                It seems there's a longing for you still
                All I have to do now is sit alone and cry
                In our little cabin home on the hill
Chorus:
                Oh, someone has taken you from me
                And left me here all alone
                Just to listen to the rain beat on my window pane
                In our little cabin home on the hill
I hope you are happy tonight as you are
                But in my heart there's a longing for you still
                I just keep it there so I won't be alone
                In our little cabin home on the hill
Now when you have come to the end of the way
                And find there's no more happiness for you
                Just let you thoughts turn back once more if you will
                To our little cabin home on the hill
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Little Georgia Rose
—Bill Monroe
Now come and listen to my story
                A story that I know is true
                A little rose that bloomed in Georgia
                With hair of gold and a heart so true
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                Way down in the blue ridge mountains
                Way down where the tall pines grow
                Lives my sweetheart of the mountains
                She's my little Georgia rose
Her mother left her with another
                A carefree life she had planned
                The baby now she is a lady
                The one her mother couldn't stand
We often sing those songs together
                I watched her do her little part
                She smiled at me when I would tell her
                That she was my sweetheart
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Little Liza Jane
I got a gal and you got none, Li'l Liza Jane.
                I got a gal an' you got none, Li'l Liza Jane.
Chorus:
                Oh Li'l Liza, Little Liza Jane.
                Oh Li'l Liza, Little Liza Jane.
Come, my love, and live with me, Li'l Liza Jane.
                I will take good care of thee, Li'l Liza Jane.
Jimmy John is layin' low, Li'l Liza Jane.
                Honey, take me for you beau, Li'l Liza Jane.
Goin' to throw the dice away, Li'l Liza Jane.
                When you name the happy day, Li'l Liza Jane.
Bumble bee he out for sips, Li'l Liza Jane.
                Takes mah sweetmeats from yo' lips, Li'l Liza Jane.
Liza Jane done come to me, Li'l Liza Jane.
                Both as happy as can be, Li'l Liza Jane.
Every mornin' when I wake, Li'l Liza Jane.
                Smell the ham an buckwheat cakes, Li'l Liza Jane.
House and lot in Baltimore, Li'l Liza Jane.
                Lots of children round the door, Li'l Liza Jane.
Nevermore from you I'll roam, Li'l Liza Jane.
                Bestest place is home sweet home, Li'l Liza Jane.
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Little Liza Jane
—Another version
When I go a-courtin' I'll go on the train.
                When I go to marry I'll marry Liza Jane.
Chorus:
                O Law', Liza, po' gal, O Law', Liza Jane,
                O Law', Liza, po' gal, She died on the train.
The hardest work I ever did was a-brakin'on a train;
                The easiest work I ever did was a-huggin' Liza Jane.
When I went to see her she met me at the door;
                Her shoes and stockings in her hand, and her feet all over the floor.
When I went to see her she wrung her hands and cried;
                She swore I was the ugliest thing that ever lived or died.
I ask little Liza to marry me. What do you reckon she said?
                Said she would not marry me If everybody else was dead.
Goin' up the mountain to raise a patch of cane,
                To make a barrel of sorghum to sweeten up Liza Jane.
Whisky by the barrel sugar by the pound,
                A great big bowl to put it in and a spoon to stir it round.
I wish I had a needle and a thread as fine as I could sew,
                I would sew all the girls to my coat-tail and down the mountain I'd go.
Old corn likker's done made still's tore out an'gone.
                What will pore little Liza do when I'm took off an' gone?
Don't you weep, my darling don't you weep nor cry;
                I'll be back to see you in the long old by-and-by.
You can climb the cherry tree and I will climb the rose;
                How I love that pretty little gal God almighty knows.
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Little Maggie
Oh yonder stands little Maggie
                With a dram glass in her hands
                She's drinking away her troubles
                She's a courting some other man
Oh how can I ever stand it
                Just to see them two blue eyes
                A shining in the moonlight
                Like two diamonds in the sky
Last time a saw little Maggie
                She was sitting on the banks of the sea
                With a forty—four around her
                And a banjo on her knee
Lay down your last gold dollar
                Lay down your gold watch and chain
                Little Maggie's gonna dance for daddy
                Listen to that old banjo ring
Pretty flowers were made for blooming
                Pretty stars were made to shine
                Pretty women were made for loving
                Little Maggie was made for mine
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Live and Let Live
They tell me that you're going away
                What makes you want to leave
                You gave me your love, you gave me your vow
                And you're leaving me here to grieve
Chorus:
                Live and let live, don't break my heart
                Don't leave me here to cry
                I never could live if we should part
                Tell me you don't mean good—bye
Stayed awake last night and I walked the floor
                What makes you treat me so
                Live and let live, don't break my heart
                I don't want to live if you go
You're the one who made me love you so
                You're the one who's making my cry
                You're the one who'd break me heart if you go
                Tell me you don't mean good—bye
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| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | I | V | I | 
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Log Cabin Home In the Sky
—Robin Williamson
All around this wide country the winter it has now begun.
                Now is the time to slip away from the California sun.
                To a place where a man can be free as the wind, as wild as the huskies' cry.
                Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin home in the sky
With snow piling all round the door, and many a log on the stove,
                Where the chickadee's singing a comforting song, I'll show you it's you that I love.
                O let the wolves howl, they won't find us here by a soft oil lamp we will lie.
                Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin home in the sky
Now there comes a time to every man when he must turn his back on the crowd.
                When the glare of the lights gets much too bright, and the music plays too loud.
                When a man must run from the deeds he has done, recalling those days with a sigh,
                Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin home in the sky
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | IV | I-V | I | 
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Lonesome Road Blues
I'm going down this road feeling bad (X2)
                I'm going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
                And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees (X2)
                Down in the jailhouse on my knees, lord, lord
                And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
They feed me on corn bread and beans (X2)
                They feed me on corn bread and beans, lord, lord
                And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
Got two dollar shoes on my feet (X2)
                Two dollar shoes they hurt my feet, lord, lord
                And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot (X2)
                It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot, Great God
                And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
I'm going where the weather fits my clothes (X2)
                I'm going where the weather fits my clothes, lord lord
                And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way
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Long Black Veil
—M.J.Wilkin and D.Dill
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
                There was someone killed 'neath the town hall light
                There were few at the scene and they all did agree
                That the man who ran looked a lot like me.
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                She walks these hills in a long black veil
                She visits my grave where the night winds wail
                Nobody knows, no, and nobody sees
                Nobody knows but me.
The judge said "Son, what is your alibi?
                If you were somewhere else then you won't have to die"
                I spoke not a word although it meant my life
                I had been in the arms of my best friend's wife.
The scaffold was high and eternity neared
                She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
                But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
                In a long black veil she cries over my bones.
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Long Gone Daddy
—Hank Williams
Chorus:
                All you want to do is sit around and pout
                And now I got enough and so I'm getting out
Refrain:
                I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
                I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I been in the doghouse so doggone long
                That when I get a kiss I think that something's wrong
I'll go find a gal that wants to treat me right
                You go get yourself a man that wants to fight
You start your jaws a—wagging and it never stop
                You never shut your mouth until I blow my top
I remember back when you were nice and sweet
                Things have changed, you'd rather fight than eat
I'm a—gonna do some riding on the midnight train
                I'm taking everything except my ball and chain
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Long Gone
—William P. Terry
Chorus:
                Long gone is how I'm leaving
                Long gone, why do you cry
                This is what you wanted baby
                So I'm gone, long gone
I have tried to make you happy
                Still you say I've done you wrong
                Oh I'm giving up my darling
                So I'm gone, long gone
Please don't try to overtake me
                What I ride will be too fast
                This is it, we're through forever
                I'm gone, I'm free at last
Please don't shed no tears at parting
                For your tears will not atone
                After all the pain you cause me
                I'm gone, long gone
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Long Journey Home /Two Dollar Bill
Chorus:
                Lost all my money but a two dollar bill
                Two dollar bill boys, two dollar bill
                Lost all my money but a two dollar bill
                I'm on my long journey home
Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain
                Looks like rain, boys, looks like rain
                Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain
                I'm on my long journey home
It's dark and a raining and I want to go home
                Want to go home, boys, want to go home
                Its dark and a raining and I want to go home
                I'm on my long journey home
Homesick and lonesome and I'm feeling kind of blue
                Feeling kind of blue, boys, feeling kind of blue
                Homesick and lonesome and I'm feeling kind of blue
                I'm on my long journey home
There's black smoke a rising and it surely is a train
                Surely is a train boys, surely is a train
                There's black smoke a rising and it surely is a train
                I'm on my long journey home
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Lost Highway
—Leon Payne 1949
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost
                For a life of sin I have paid the cost
                When I pass by all the people say
                Just another guy on the lost highway
Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine
                And a woman's lies makes a life like mine
                O the day we met, I went astray
                I started rolling down that lost highway
I was just a lad, nearly 22
                Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you
                And now I'm lost, too late to pray
                Lord I paid the cost, on the lost highway
Now boy's don't start to ramblin' round
                On this road of sin ,or you're sorrow bound
                Take my advice or you'll curse the day
                You started rollin' down that lost highway
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Lost in the Ozone Again
I told ya a million times how I Love you.
                But honey your old shriveled heart won't let me in.
                So I'll just relax here, with this glass of gin,
                headed for the ozone agin.
Here we go now…
                Chorus:
                I'm lost in the ozone again.
                I'm lost in the ozone again.
                One drink of wine, two drinks of gin…
                and I'm lost in the ozone again.
Now the neon lights are shinin' bright downtown.
                There's a thousand swingin' doors gonna let me in.
                I tucked the kids in bed, heh!, at eight o'clock and then…
                I'm gonna head for the ozone again.
Just watch me…
                Chorus (x2)
One More time now…
                Chorus
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Louis Collins
—Mississippi John Hurt
Mrs. Collins weep, Mrs. Collins moan
                What made her son Louis leave his home?
                Angels laid him away
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                Angels laid him away
                Laid him six feet under the clay
                Angels laid him away
Oh kind friends, now ain't it hard
                To see poor Louis in a new grave yard
                Angels laid him away
When they heard that Louis was dead
                All the women folk they dressed in red
                Angels laid him away
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
                Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
                Angels have laid him away
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Love Gone Cold
—Johnny Bond
Now your love has done gone cold
                I've no one to ease my worried soul
                I'm all right I found my only goal
                It's love gone cold
What have I ever done to you
                That you treat me like you always do
                Will you leave me here to grieve my soul
                With love gone cold
What will I do when you are gone
                I can't face an empty life alone
                What have I to show when I grow old
                But love gone cold
I need you dear, this I know
                Your love means more to me than gold
                Don't leave me here to grieve my soul
                With love gone cold
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Love of the Mountains
—Allen H. Mills
Two trees on a hillside of the mountain
                Always looking up towards the sky
                Remind me of my papa and my mama
                Who lived there eighty years before they died
Now a bright moon is shining in the valley
                An old wagon leans against a stack of hay
                Two graves on a hillside by the cabin
                My mom and dad are resting there today
The burning of the green wood on the fireplace
                The fallen snow around the red bud trees
                The branches of the laurel by the creek bed
                And the rippling waters of the gentle stream
Papa used to talk about the young days
                When he and mama first were settled there
                He spoke about the love of the mountains
                That he and mama shared together there
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Love Please Come Home
—Leon Jackson
As you read this letter that I write to you
                Sweetheart I hope you understand
                That you're the only love I knew
                Please forgive me if you can
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                Sweetheart I beg you to come home tonight
                I'm so blue and all alone
                I promise that I'll treat you right
                Love, oh love oh please come home
That old wind is cold and slowly creeping 'round
                And the fire is burning low
                The snow has covered up the ground
                Your baby's hungry sick and cold
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Make Me Down A Pallet On Your Floor
—Mississippi John Hurt
Chorus:
                Make me down a pallet on your floor, (2x)
                Make me a pallet down soft and low,
                Make me a pallet on your floor.
Up the country, where there's cold, sleet and snow
                Up the country where there's cold, sleet and snow,
                I'm goin' up the country where there's cold, sleet and snow,
                No tellin' how much further I may go.
Way of sleepin', my back and shoulders' tired,
                Way of sleepin', my back and shoulders' tired
                This way of sleepin', my back and shoulders' tired
                Goin' turn over and try it on the side.
Don't you let my good girl catch you here
                Please don't let my good girl catch you here
                Or she might shoot you, might cut and stab you, too,
                No tellin' what she might do.
Make me a pallet on your floor
                Make me a pallet on your floor
                Make it soft, make it low, so my good gal won't know
                Make me a pallet on your floor.
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Honey make me down a pallet on your floor (X2)
                Honey make it down make it soft and low
                Then maybe my good gal she wouldn't know
I'm goin' up the country through the sleet and snow (X3)
                Ain't no tellin' just how far I'll go
I'm tired and I cant work no more (X2)
                Well I'm tired, lonesome, weary and I can't work no more,
                Pretty baby now, make me a pallet on your floor
I get my breakfast here and my dinner in Tennessee (X3
                I told you I's a comin' so you better look for me
Honey I can't lay down 'cross your bed
                No I can't lay down 'cross your bed
                No you know I can't lay down cross your pretty bed
                'Cause my good gal she might kill me dead
Come all you good time friends of mine, (X2)
                Come all you good time friends of mine.
                You're all around me now, well, now I'm doing fine,
                But where were you when I only had a dime.
Where are all them good—time friends of mine? (X2)
                When I had a dollar bill they treated me jus' fine;
                Where are they now I don't have a dime?
I'm goin' where the water tastes like wine—— (X2)
                This New York water tastes like turpentine——
                I'm goin' where the water taste like wine.
I'm goin' where them chilly winds don't blow; (X2)
                When I get to Mussel Shoals, without no place to go,
                Make me a pallet on your floor.
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Mama Don't Allow
Mama don't allow no music playin' round here (X2)
                Well, we don't care what Mama don't allow
                Gonna play that music anyhow
                Mama don't allow no music playin' round here
Mama don't allow no guitar playin' round here (X2)
                Well, we don't care what Mama don't allow
                Gonna play that guitar anyhow
                Mama don't allow no guitar playin' round here
Mama don't allow no singin' round here (X2)
                Well, we don't care what Mama don't allow
                Gonna sing that song anyhow
                Mama don't allow no singin' round here
Mama don't allow no hand clapping here (X2)
                Well, we don't care what mama don't allow
                We're gonna clap our hands anyhow
                Mama don't allow no hand clapping here
Mama don't allow no foot stompin' round here (X2)
                Well, we don't care what Mama don't allow
                Gonna stomp my feet anyhow
                Mama don't allow no foot stompin' round here
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Man of Constant Sorrow
—Traditional
I am a man of constant sorrow
                I've seen trouble all my days
                I bid farewell to old Kentucky
                The place where I was borned and raised
For six long years I've been in trouble
                No pleasure here on earth I find
                For in this world I'm bound to ramble
                I have no friends to help me now
It's fare thee well my own true lover
                I never expect to see you again
                For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad
                Perhaps I'll die upon this train
You can bury me in some deep valley
                For many years where I may lay
                Then you may learn to love another
                While I am sleeping in my grave
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
                My face you'll never will see no more
                But there is one promise that is given
                I'll meet you on God's golden shore
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Mansions for Me
                —Bill Monroe                
                There's folks building homes as sweet as can be
                They're levelling their yards and planting their trees
                But my little hut I'll just let it be
                Lord Jesus is building a mansion for me
A mansion for me (a mansion for me)
                A mansion for me (a mansion for me)
                Built by my Lord beyond Calvary
                But my little hut I'll just let it be
                Lord Jesus is building a mansion for me
Each day I am getting more ready to go
                He's cleansing my sins more whiter than snow
                I'm packing my troubles I'm bound with his love
                Get ready to move to Heaven above
To you who have homes in this world below
                Driving fine cars wherever you go
                There's coming a time when we'll all pass away
                Get ready to move with me on that day
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Memphis
—Chuck Berry
Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessee
                Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
                She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
                'Cause my uncle took the message, and he wrote it on the wall
Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
                She's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis, Tennessee
                Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge
                Just a half a mile from the Mississippi Bridge
Help me, information, more than that I cannot add
                Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
                But we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree
                And tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee
Last time I saw Marie, she's waving me good—bye
                With hurry home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye
                Marie is only six years old, information, please
                Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee
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Midnight Moonlight
—Peter Rowan
Do you ever feel lonesome when you're down in San Antone
                Beg steal or borrow two nickels or a dime to call you on the phone
                I'll meet you at Alamo mission we can say our prayers
                The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will hear us as we kneel there
Chorus:
                In the Midnight, In the Moonlight
                In the Midnight Moonlight Moonlight
Did you ever feel sorrow for the deeds that you have done
                With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun
                And the ocean is howling with things that might have been
                And that last good—morning sunrise would be the brightest you've ever seen
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Milk Cow Blues
—Kokomo Arnold, 1934
Well, I woke up this mornin' stuck my head out the door
                I can tell it was my milk cow
                I can tell the way she moans
                If you see my milk cow, please, drive her on home
                'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
                Since my cow's been gone
Well, you gotta treat me right day by day
                Get out your little prayer book
                Get down upon your knees and pray
                'Cause you're gonna to need my help
                You're gonna need my help someday
                Well, you're gonna be sorry you treated me this way
I know baby gone, she's left me to stay
                I'm gonna leave you honey,
                I'm gonna go far away
                If you need me baby, please call me at home.
                'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
                Since my baby's been been gone
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Mind Your Own Business
—Hank Williams
If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right
                'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight
                Why don't you mind your own business
                (Mind your own business)
                'Cause if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine.
Oh, the woman on our party line's the nosiest thing
                She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring
                Why don't you mind your own business
                (Mind your own business)
                Well, if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine.
I got a little gal that wears her hair up high,
                the boys all whistle when she walks by.
                why don't you mind your own business
                (Mind your own business)
                Well, if you mind your own business, you sure won't be minding mine.
If I want to honky tonk around 'til two or three
                Now, brother that's my headache, don't you worry 'bout me.
                Just mind your own business
                (Mind your own business)
                If you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine.
Mindin' other people's business seems to be high—toned
                I got all that I can do just to mind my own
                Why don't you mind your own business
                (Mind your own business)
                If you mind your own business, you'll stay busy all the time.
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Misbehavin' Mama
—The Allen Brothers
Blues, blues I've got them on my mind. (x2)
                Got a misbehavin' mama, she's misbehavin' all the time.
She tells every morning, she tells me every day (x2)
                She's a misbehavin' mama, gonna have her misbehavin' ways.
She dances every morning, there's nothing she don't learn (x2)
                She showed me last night, have to do that corkscrew turn.
Get me a black gal, the blackest in the land (x2)
                She'll be my misbehavin' mama, I'll be her misbehavin' man.
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Molly and Tenbrooks
—The Carver Boys
Run oh Molly run, run oh Molly run
                Tenbrooks gonna beat you to the bright shinin' sun.
                To the bright shinin' sun O Lord to the bright shinin' sun
Tenbrooks was a big bay horse he wore that shaggy mane
                He run all around Memphis he beat the Memphis train
                Beat the Memphis train O Lord beat the Memphis train
See that train a—comin' it's comin' round the curve
                See old Tenbrooks runnin' he's strainin' every nerve
                Strainin' every nerve O Lord strainin' every nerve
Tenbrooks said to Molly what makes your head so red?
                Runnin' in the hot sun puts fever in my head
                Fever in my head O Lord fever in my head
Molly said to Tenbrooks you're lookin' mighty squirrel
                Tenbrooks said to Molly I'm a—leavin' this old world
                Leavin' this old world O Lord leavin' this old world
Out in California where Molly done as she pleased
                Come back to old Kentucky got beat with all ease
                Beat with all ease O Lord beat with all ease
The women all a—laughin' the child'n all a cryin'
                The men all a—hollerin' old Tenbrooks a—flyin'
                Old Tenbrooks a—flyin' O Lord old Tenbrooks a—flyin'
Kyper Kyper you're not A—ridin' right
                Molly's beatin' old Tenbrooks clear out sight
                Clear out of sight O Lord clear out of sight
Kyper Kyper Kyper my son
                Give old Tenbrooks the bridle let old Tenbrooks run
                Let old Tenbrooks run O Lord let old Tenbrooks run
Go and catch old Tenbrooks and hitch him in the shade
                We're gonna bury old Molly in a coffin ready made
                Coffin ready made O Lord coffin ready made
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Mom and Dad's Waltz
—Lefty Frizzell
I'd walk for miles, cry or smile
                For mama and daddy
                I want them, I want them to know
                How I feel, my love is real
                For my mama and daddy
                I want them to know I love them so.
Chorus:
                In my heart the joy tears start 'cause I'm happy
                And I pray every day for Mom and Pappy
                And each night I'd walk for miles, cry or smile
                For my mama and daddy
                I want them to know I love them so.
I'd fight in wars, do all the chores
                For my mama and daddy
                I want them to live on 'til they're called
                I'd work and slave and never rave
                For mama and daddy
                Because I know I owe them my all.
Tag: I love them so.
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Money in the Mail
I'm always broke before my payday rolls around
                I feel like a rabbit that the dogs are running down!
                But today I got a call that said by Friday without fail
                I'll get a lot of money in the mail!
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                There's money in the mail
                My uncle Clarence put me in his will.
                Since he died and went to heaven,
                I won't have to go to jail
                Hallelullya! There's money in the mail!!
I'm going to pay off everybody that I owe.
                And most of them are people that I don't even KNOW!
                Call up the County Sheriff "Get those bloodhounds off my trail!
                Don't worry, boys, your money's in the mail!"
I'm no good at making money, no matter how I try.
                One time I even put my body up for sale.
                But nobody had a dollar they want to throw away.
                But that don't bother me because
                I got money in the mail
God bless Uncle Clarence, 'cause I never knew him well….
                But, thanks to him, there's money in the mail!
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More Pretty Girls Than One
Chorus:
                There's more pretty girls than one
                More pretty girls then one
                Every old town that I rambled around
                And there's more pretty girls than one
Mama talked to me last night
                She gave me some good advice
                She said "Son, you'd better quit this old ramblin' all around
                And mary you a sweet little wife"
Honey, look down that old lonesome road
                Hang down your pretty head and cry
                'cause I'm thinking all about them pretty little gals
                And a—hopin' that I never die
There's more pretty girls than one
                There's more pretty girls then one
                Every old town that I rambled around
                And there's more pretty girls than one
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More Pretty Girls Than One
—Arthur Smith version
Chorus:
                There's more pretty girls than one
                There's more pretty girls than one
                Every town I ramble around
                There's more pretty girls than one.
Well, I am a rambling man
                I done roam this world around
                I've always been a rounder boy
                Since my girl turned me down.
Now listen all you rounders
                Let me tell you what you'd do
                Don't fall in love with a pretty little girl
                Unless you know she's true.
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Mountain Dew
—Flatt and Scruggs
There's a big hollow tree down the road here from me
                Where you lay down a dollar or two
                You stroll 'round the bend and you come back again
                There's a jug full of good old mountain dew
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                They call it that mountain dew
                And them that refuse it are few
                I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug
                With that good old mountain dew
My uncle Mort, he's sawed off and short
                He measures about four foot two
                But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint
                Of that good old mountain dew
Well, my old aunt June bought some brand new perfume
                If had such a sweet smelling pew
                But to her surprise when she had it analyzed
                It was nothing but good old mountain dew
Well, my brother Bill's got a still on the hill
                Where he runs off a gallon or two
                The buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly
                From smelling that good old mountain dew
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My aunt Lucille had an automobile,
                It ran on a gallon or two.
                It didn't need no gas and it didn't need no oil,
                It just ran on that good old mountain dew.
I know a guy named Pete, his hair ain't so neat,
                Though he fixes it with syrup and blue,
                But it stays right in place when he uses just a trace
                Of that good old mountain dew.
The preacher—he walked by, with a big tear in his eye
                Said that his wife had the flu
                And hadn't I ought just to give him a quart
                Of that good old mountain dew
My uncle Klaus had a real mean old mouse
                When they asked how it happened,
                He said it was a lappin'
                That good old mountain dew
You take a little trash and you mix it up with ash,
                And you throw in the soul of a shoe,
                Then you stir it awhile with an old rusty file,
                And they call it that good old mountain dew.
During the last war, we couldn't get no more,
                We didn't have no sugar for the dew
                With a few old potaters and a few ripe tomaters,
                We turned out some stuff, I'm tellin' you
Old Deacon Crane took a trip in the rain,
                Said his wife had come down with the flu,
                But she'll be all right if you give her a pint
                Of that good old mountain dew.
Mr. Franklin Roosevelt, he told me how he felt
                The day the old dry law went through:
                If your likker's too red, it will swell up your head
                Better stick to that good old mountain dew
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Mr. Spaceman
—Jim McGuinn
Woke up this morning with light in my eyes.
                And then realized it was still dark outside
                It was a light coming down from the sky
                I don't know who or why
Must be those strangers that come every night
                Those saucer shaped lights put people uptight
                Leave blue—green footprints that glow in the dark
                I hope they get home all right
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                Hey, Mr. Spaceman won't you please take me along
                I won't do anything wrong
                Hey, Mr. Spaceman won't you please take me along for a ride
Woke up this morning, I was feeling quite weird
                Had flies in my beard, my toothpaste was smeared
                Over my window, they'd written my name
                Said, so long, we'll see you again
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My Bucket's Got a Hole In It
Chorus:
                Yea, my bucket's got a hole In It
                Yea, my bucket's got a hole In It
                Yea, my bucket's got a hole In It
                I can't buy no beer.
Well I'm standin' on a corner with a bucket in my hand
                I'm waitin' for a woman that ain't got no man.
Well, I went upon the mountain I looked down in the sea
                I seen the crabs and the fishes doin' the be-bop-bee.
Well, there ain't no use of me workin' so hard
                When I got a woman in the boss man's yard.
Well, me and my baby we just bought a Ford
                And now we sit together on the running board.
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My Home's Across the Blueridge Mountains
—The Carter Family
Chorus:
                My home's across the blue ridge mountains
                My home's across the blue ridge mountains
                My home's across the blue ridge mountains
                And I never expect to see you anymore
How can I keep from crying? (X3)
                For I never expect to see you anymore
Oh how I hate to leave you (X3)
                For I never expect to see you anymore
So goodbye my little darling (X3)
                I never expect to see you anymore
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My Rose of Old Kentucky
—Bill Monroe
She bloomed for me near a little village
                In a cabin on the hill
                We made our vows we'd love each other
                And I know we always will
Chorus:
                She's my rose of old Kentucky
                I watched her bloom as the years roll by
                And to me there'll never be another
                I'll love her 'til the day I die
Oh in dreams I see my darling
                In a gingham dress she looks so sweet
                Oh I long for old Kentucky
                And my darling was more to me
Oh I know you often wonder
                So I'll tell you the reason why
                She's my rose of old Kentucky
                And I know she'll never lie
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My Rough and Rowdy Ways
—Jimmie Rodgers
For years and years I rambled
                I drank my wine and gambled
                But one day I thought I'd settle down
                I met a perfect lady
                She said she'd be my baby
                We built a cottage in the old hometown
                Yodel-ay-ee oh del-ay-ee ay del-ay-ee
Chorus:
                But somehow I can't forget my good old ramblin' days
                The railroad trains are calling me always
                I may be rough, I may be wild,
                I may be tough and counted vile
                But I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways
                Yodel-ay-ee ay-ee o lay-ee
Sometimes I meet a bounder
                Who knew me when I was a rounder
                He grabs my hand and says, boy, have a drink
                We go down to the pool room get in the gang and then soon
                Daylight comes before I've had a wink
                Yodel-ay-ee oh del-ay-ee o del-ay-ee-ay-ee
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My Sweet Blue-Eyed Darling
—Bill Monroe
Chorus:
                You're my sweet blue-eyed darling
                And my love belongs to you
                All I ask of you my darling
                Is love me good and be true
Days come and go and I still love you
                And I see your smiling face
                Just tell me love, that you need me
                And no one's gonna take my place
And today I need an answer
                And I want to hear you say
                You don't belong to another
                And in my arms you're gonna to stay
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Nadine
—Chuck Berry
I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat,
                I thought I saw my future bride walking up the street,
                I shouted to the driver hey conductor, you must
                slow down, I think I see her, please let me off this bus
Chorus:
                Nadine, honey is that you?
                Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you?
                Seems like every time I see you honey,
                you're up to something new.
I saw her from the corner when she turned and doubled back
                And started walkin' toward a coffee colored Cadillac
                I was pushin' through the crowd to get to where she's at
                And I was campaign shouting like a southern diplomat
Downtown searching for her, looking all around.
                Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading up town.
                I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab.
                With a twenty dollar bill, told him 'catch that yellow cab.'
She move around like a wave of summer breeze,
                Go, driver, go, go, catch her balmy breeze.
                Moving through the traffic like a mounted cavalier.
                Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear.
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New River Train
Chorus:
                I'm ridin' that New River train (X2)
                The same old train that brought me here
                Is gonna carry me home again
Darlin' you can't love one (X2)
                You can't love one and have any fun
                Oh darlin' you can't love one
Oh darlin' you can't love two (X2)
                You can't love two and your little heart be true
                Oh darlin' you can't love two
Darlin' you cant love three (X2)
                You can't love three and still be true to me
                Oh darlin' you cant love three
Oh darlin' you cant love four (X2)
                You can't love four and love me any more
                Oh darlin' you cant love four
Monroe stops here, but Doc continues…
Darlin' you cant love five (X2)
                You can't love five you'll be sorry you're alive
                Oh darlin' you cant love five
Oh darlin' you cant love six (X2)
                You can't love six six will never mix
                Oh darlin' you cant love six
Oh darlin' you cant love seven (X2)
                You can't love seven it might as well be 'leven
                Oh darlin' you cant love seven
Oh darlin' you cant love eight (X2)
                You can't love eight for a date they'll show up late
                Oh darlin' you cant love eight
Oh darlin' you cant love nine (X2)
                You can't love nine keep them danglin' on a line
                Oh darlin' you cant love nine
Oh darlin' you cant love ten (X2)
                You can't love ten when can I see you again
                Oh darlin' you cant love ten
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Nine Pound Hammer
This nine pound hammer is a little too heavy
                For my size, Buddy for my size
Refrain:
                Roll on buddy, don't you roll so slow
                How can I roll, when the wheels won't roll
I'm going to the mountain, just to see my baby
                And I ain't coming back, no I ain't coming back
There ain't one hammer, down in this tunnel
                That can ring like mine, that can ring like mine
Refrain:
                Rings like silver, shines like gold
                Rings like silver, shines like gold
This old hammer, it killed John Henry
                Ain't gonna kill me, ain't gonna kill me
It's a long way to Harlan, and a long way to Hazard
                Just to get a little booze, just to get a little booze
Buddy when I'm log gone, won't you make my tombstone
                Out of number nine coal, out of number nine coal
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Ninety-Nine Years (And One Dark Day)
I've been in this prison twenty years or more
                I shot my woman with a .44
                I'll be right here till my dyin' day
                I got 99 years and one dark day
Well the food is bad and the beds are hard
                I spend all day breakin' rocks in the yard
                Well there ain't no change, gonna stay that way
                I got 99 years and one dark day
I never learned to read, I never learned to write
                My whole life's been one big fight
                I never heard about the righteous way
                I got 99 years and one dark day
There ain't no singer that can sing a song
                (to) Convince the warden that I ain't wrong
                His mind's made up, gonna stay that way
                I got 99 years and one dark day
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No Depression in Heaven
—A.P. Carter
For fear the hearts of men are failing,
                For these are latter days we know.
                The Great Depression now is spreading,
                God's word declared it would be so.
Chorus:
                I'm going where there's no depression,
                To the lovely land that's free from care.
                I'll leave this world of toil and trouble,
                My home's in Heaven, I'm going there.
In that bright land, there'll be no hunger,
                No orphan children cryin' for bread,
                No weeping widows, toil or struggle,
                No shrouds, no coffins, and no death.
This dark hour of midnight nearing
                And tribulation time will come.
                The storms will hurl in midnight fear
                And sweep lost millions to their doom.
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No One But My Darlin'
—Bill Monroe
I'll never love no one else but my darlin'
                Even though we both had to part
                I'll never love no one else but my darlin'
                For wherever she goes she'll always have my heart.
Chorus:
                As most people say absence makes the heart grow cold
                But the kind of love we had each other's heart we'll hold
                I'll never love no one else but my darlin'
                As we travel down two different lonesome roads
I'll never let no one take your place my darlin'
                For you know you meant the world to me
                I'll never let no one take your place my darlin'
                For your love won't let my heart be free.
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Oh Death
—Jeff Michael & Johnny Williams version, originally Lloyd Chandler 1920's
Well what is this that I can't see
                With ice cold hands taking hold of me
                Well I am death none can excel
                I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa death someone would pray
                Could you wait to call me another day
                The children pray the preacher preached
                Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet til you can't walk
                I'll lock your jaw til you can't talk
                I'll close your eyes so you can't see
                This very hour come and go with me
In death I come to take the soul
                Leave the body and leave it cold
                To drop the flesh off of the frame
                The earth and worms both have a claim
My mother came to my bed
                Place a cold towel upon my head
                My head is warm my feet are cold
                Death is a movin upon my soul
Oh death how you're treatin me
                You close my eyes so I can't see
                Well you're hurtin my body you make me cold
                You run my life right out of my soul
Oh death please consider my age
                Please don't take me at this stage
                My wealth is all at your command
                If you'll remove your icy hands
Oh the young the rich or poor
                All alike to me you know
                No wealth no land no silver or gold
                Nothin satisfies me but your soul
Oh death, Oh death
                Won't you spare me over til another year
                Won't you spare me over til another year
                Won't you spare me over til another year
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Old and In the Way
—David Grisman
Chorus:
                Old and in the way
                That's what I heard him say
                They used to heed the words he said
                But that was yesterday
                Coal will turn to gray
                And youth will fade away
                They'll never care about you
                Cause you're old and in the way
As I hear tell he was happy
                He had his share of friends and were kind
                Now those freinds have all passed on
                He don't have a place called home
                Looking back to a better day
                When you're old and in the way
When just a boy he left his home
                Thought he'd have the world on a string
                Now the years have come and gone
                Through the streets he walks alone
                LIke the old dog gone astray
                He's just old and in the way
They'll never care about you
                Cause you're old in the way
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Old Blue
Well, I had an old dog and his name was Blue,
                Had an old dog and his name was Blue.
                Had an old dog and his name was Blue…
                Betcha five dollars he's a good dog too…
Callin' Blue…
                Blue's a good dog, you
Blue treed a possum in a hollow log
                Blue treed a possum in a hollow log
                Blue treed a possum in a hollow log
                And you could tell from that he's a good ol' dog
Boy I roasted that possum, nice and brown,
                Roasted that possum, nice and brown,
                Roasted that possum, nice and brown,
                Sweet potatoes, n' all around
Callin' here Blue …
                You can have some too
Now, Old Blue died and he died so hard,
                He shook the ground in my back yard.
                So I dug his grave with a silver spade,
                Lowered him down on a golden chain.
                Every link I did call his name…
Singing here‚ old Blue…
                You're a good dog you
Now, when I get to heaven, first thing I'll do.
                When I get to heaven, first thing I'll do.
                When I get to heaven first thing I'll do,
                Pull out my horn and call old Blue…
Callin' here Blue…
Well I'm gonna tell you so you'll know
                I'm gonna tell you so you'll know
                I'm gonna tell you so you'll know
                Old Blue's gone where the good dogs go.
Cryin' here….Blue…..
                I'm a coming there too
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Old Home Place
—Dean Webb and Mitchell Jayne
It's been ten long years since I left my home
                In the hollow where I was born.
                Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise,
                And a fox hunter blows his horn.
I fell in love with a girl from the town
                I thought that she would be true.
                I ran away to Charlottesville
                and worked in a sawmill or two.
Chorus:
                What have they done to the old home place,
                why did they tear it down?
                And why did I leave the plow in the field,
                and look for a job in the town.
Well, the girl ran off with somebody else
                the taverns took all my pay.
                And here I stand where the old home stood
                before they took it away.
Now the geese fly south and the cold wind moans
                as I stand here and hang my head.
                I've lost my love, I've lost my home
                and now I wish that I was dead.
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Old Joe Clark
—The Lilly Brothers version
Now Old Joe Clark's a mean old man
                And tough as he can be
                Knocked me down with his right hand
                And walked all over me
Chorus:
                Get out'the way for Old Joe Clark
                Hide that jug of wine
                Get out'the way for Old Joe Clark
                He ain't no friend of mine
Now Old Joe Clark ran through my field
                He scared my little pup
                He run my black hogs under the floor
                And drunk my liquor up.
Chorus:
                Fare thee well Old Joe Clark
                Fare thee well I say
                Fare the well Old Joe Clark
                I'm a goin' away to stay
I went down to Old Joe's house
                He invited me to supper
                I stumped my toe on the table leg
                And stuck my nose in the butter
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Old Joe Clark's a fine old man
                Tell you the reason why
                He keeps good likker 'round his house
                Good old Rock and Rye
Old Joe Clark, the preacher's son
                Preached all over the pain
                The only text he ever knew
                Was High, low, Jack and the game
Old Joe Clark had a mule
                His name was Morgan Brown
                And every tooth in that mule's head
                Was sixteen inches around
Old Joe Clark had a yellow cat
                She would neither sing or pray
                She stuck her head in the butermilk jar
                And washed her sins away
Old Joe Clark had a house
                Fifteen stories high
                And every story in that house
                Was filled with chicken pie
Now I wouldn't marry a widder
                Tell you the reason why
                She'd have so many children
                They'd make those biscuits fly
Sixteen horses in my team
                The leaders they are blind
                And every time the sun goes down
                There's a pretty girl on my mind
Eighteen miles of mountain road
                And fifteen miles of sand
                If ever travel this road again
                I'll be a married man
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Old Old House
There's an old, old house that once was a mansion
                On a hill overlooking the town
                But time left a wreckage where once there was beauty
                And soon the old house will tumble down
Chorus:
                But when the leaves start to fall in autumn
                And the raindrops drip from the trees
                There's an old old man who walks in the garden
                And his head is bowed in memories
They say he built the mansion for the love of a woman
                They planned to be married in the fall
                But her love for him faded in the last days of summer
                And the house stood empty after all
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Ole Slew Foot
—Howard Crockett and James C. Webb
High on a mountain, tell me what do you see
                Bear tracks bear tracks looking back at me
                Better get your rifles before its too late
                The bear's got a little pig and he's headed for the gate
Chorus:
                He's big around the middle and broad across the rump
                Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
                Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
                And some folks say he looks a lot like me
Saved up my money and bought me some bees
                Started making honey way up in the trees
                Cut down the trees but the honey's all gone
                Old slew foot has done made himself at home
Winter's coming on and it's forty below
                River's froze over, so where can he go
                I'll chase him up the gully and run him in the well
                Shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
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On and On
—Bill Monroe
Traveling down this long lonesome highway
                I'm so lonesome I could cry
                With memories of how we once loved each other
                And now you are saying good—bye
Chorus:
                On and on I'll follow my darling
                And I wonder where she can be
                On and on I'll follow my darling
                I wonder if she ever thinks of me
I've cried I've cried for you little darling
                It breaks my heart to hear you name
                My friends they all so loved you my darling
                And they think that I'm to blame
I had to follow you little darling
                I can't sleep when the sun goes down
                Cause by your side is my destination
                The road is clear and there's where I'm bound
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Orphan Girl
— Gillian Welch
I am an orphan on God's highway
                but I'll share my troubles if you go my way
                I have no mother, no father, no sister, no brother;
                I am an orphan girl
I have had friendships pure and golden
                but the ties of kinship I have not known them
                I know no mother no father, no sister, no brother;
                I am an orphan girl
But when He calls me I will be able
                to meet my family at God's table
                I'll meet my mother, my father, my sister, my brother;
                no more an orphan girl
So, Blessed Savior, make me willing
                and walk beside me until I'm with them
                Be my mother, my father, my sister, my brother.
                I am an orphan girl
Be my mother, my father, my sister, my brother;
                I am an orphan girl, I am an orphan girl
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Peach Picking Time In Georgia
—Jimmie Rodgers
When its peach pickin' time in Georgia
                Apple pickin' time in Tennessee
                Cotton pickin' time in Mississippi
                Everybody picks on me
When its roundup time in Texas
                The Cowboys make Whoopee
                And way down in old Alabamy
                Its gal pickin' time to me
There's the bluegrass in old Kentucky
                Virginia's where they do the swing
                Carolina now I'm coming to you
                Coming just to spend the spring
Arkansas I hear you calling
                I know I'll see you soon
                There is where we'll do some pickin'
                Beneath that ole Ozark moon
When everybody's pickin' cotton
                Thats the time I'll pick the wedding ring
                We'll go to town and pick a little gown
                For the wedding in the Spring
Hope the preacher knows his business
                I know he can't fool me
                When its peach pickin' time in Georgia
                Its gal pickin' time for me
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Peg and Awl
—Bruce Molsky's version
In eighteen hundred one, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred one, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred one,
                Peggin' shoes was all I done
                I'm gonna lay me down my awl, my peg and awl.
In eighteen hundred two, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred two, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred two,
                Peggin' shoes was all I'd do.
                I'm gonna lay me down my awl, my peg and awl.
In eighteen hundred three, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred three, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred three,
                Peggin' shoes was all you'd see
                I'm gonna lay me down my awl, my peg and awl.
They've invented a new machine, peg and awl
                They've invented a new machine, peg and awl
                They invented a new machine,
                I peg one shoe, it pegs fifteen,
                I'm gonna lay me down my awl, my peg and awl.
In eighteen hundred four, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred four, peg and awl
                In eighteen hundred four,
                Peggin' shoes I'll do no more.
                I'm gonna lay me down my awl, my peg and awl.
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                I'm gonna lay me down my awl, my peg and awl.
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Pig In a Pen
Chorus:
                I got a pig at home in a pen
                Corn to feed him on
                All I need's a pretty little girl
                To feed I'm when I'm gone
Going up on a mountain
                To sow a little cane
                Raise a barrel of sorghum
                Sweet little Liza Jane
Black clouds arising
                Sure sign of rain
                Put that old gray bonnet
                On little Liza Jane
Yonder comes that gal of mine
                How do you think I know
                Know her by that gingham gown
                Hanging down so low
Bake them biscuits baby
                Bake em good and brown
                When you get them biscuits baked
                We're Alabama bound
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Pretty Fair Maid in the Garden
                —Bill Monroe version                
                A pretty fair maiden in the garden
                A cowboy he came ridin' by
                He rode up to the bench beside her
                Said pretty fair maiden won't you be my bride
Oh no no no, no sir she answered
                Why do you impose on a girl like me
                I have a sweetheart among the cowboys
                Who has for years been gone from me
Perhaps your sweetheart he is drownded
                Or perhaps he's on some battlefield slain
                Or perhaps he's to some pretty girl married
                Or perhaps he'll never return again
Oh if he's dead I know he's happy
                And if he's alive I'll see him again
                And if he's to some pretty girl married
                I'll love the girl that married him
Down on his knees he knelt beside her
                And he asked of her to be his bride
                And he told her that he was her cowboy
                Who had returned to be by her side
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Old and In the Way
—Ralph Stanley version
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, would you take me unkind
                Polly, Pretty Polly, would you take me unkind
                Let me set beside you and tell you my mind
Well my mind is to marry and never to part
                My mind is to marry and never to part
                The first time I saw you it wounded my heart
Oh Polly Pretty Polly come go along with me
                Polly Pretty Polly come go along with me
                Before we get married some pleasures to see
Oh he led her over mountains and valleys so deep
                He led her over hills and valleys so deep
                Pretty Polly mistrusted and then began to weep
                pretty fair maid
                Oh Willie, Little Willie, I'm afraid to of your ways
                Willie, Little Willie, I'm afraid of your ways
                The way you've been rambling you'll lead me astray
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
                Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
                I dug on your grave the biggest part of last night
Oh she knelt down before him a pleading for her life
                She knelt down before him a pleading for her life
                Let me be a single girl if I can't be your wife
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly that never can be
                Polly, Pretty Polly that never can be
                Your past recitation's been trouble to me
Oh went down to the jailhouse and what did he say
                He went down to the jailhouse and what did he say
                I've killed Pretty Polly and trying to get away
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Prisoner's Song
—Greenbriar Boys/Vernon Dalhart
Chorus:
                Oh meet me tonight, love oh meet me
                Meet me out in the moonlight alone
                For I have a sad story to tell you
                Must be told in that moonlight alone.
Now if I had the wings of an angel
                Over these prison bars I would fly
                And I'd fly to the arms of my darling
                And there I'd be willing to die
If I had a great ship out on the ocean
                All mounted with silver and with gold
                And before would see my darling suffer
                That ship would be anchored and sold
Oh I wish I had someone to love me
                Yes someone to call me their own
                Oh I wish I had someone to sleep with
                Cause I'm tired of sleeping all alone
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Rabbit in a Log (Feast Here Tonight)
There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got my dog
                How will I get him I know
                I'll get me a briar and twist it in his hair
                That way I'll get him I know
Chorus:
                I know ( yes I know )
                I know ( I surely know )
                That's how I'll get him I know
                I'll get me a briar and twist in his hair
                That way I'll get him I know
I'll build me a fire and I'll cook that old hare
                Roll him in the flames and make him brown
                Have a feast here tonight while the moon is shining bright
                And find me a place to lie down
Chorus:
                To lie down ( to lie down )
                To lay down ( to lay down )
                Find me a place to lie down
                Have a feast here tonight while the moon is shining bright
                And find me a place to lie down
I'm going down the track and my coat ripped up my back
                Soles on my shoes are nearly gone
                A little ways ahead there's an old farmer's shed
                That's where I'll rest my weary bones
Chorus:
                Weary bones ( weary bones )
                Lazy bones ( lazy bones )
                That's where I'll rest my weary bones
                A little way's ahead there's an old farmer's shed
                That's where I'll rest my weary bones
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Ragged But Right
—Riley Puckett
I come here people to tell you, I'm ragged but right
                I'm a thief and a gambler, and I get drunk every night
                I eat porterhouse steak three times a day for my board
                That's more than any loafer in this town can afford
I got big electric fan to keep me cool while I sleep
                A little baby girl to play around at my feet
                I'm a rambling gambler and I'm drunk every night
                I tell you, boys, I'm ragged but right.
Bridge:
                I go everywhere, I don't pay no fare
                I can ride a freight train just anywhere
                If I win or lose I don't get no blues,
                Oh a ramblin' joker, that's me
I got an ol' lazy hound dog who brings me my shoes.
                He sleeps at my feet and we drink the same booze
                Oh he's a rambling gambler, he gets drunk every night.
                I tell you people we're ragged but right.
I hopped on a freight train in North Caroline.
                Rode down to Atlanta and bought me some shine.
                Went into a card game with 39 cents,
                And came out with enough for another month's rent.
Well now I've sung my song, and I've given you a taste,
                I'd like to linger longer but I got to make haste,
                I'm always wheelin' and dealin', and high as a kite,
                I tell you folks I'm ragged but right.
'Cause I'm a ramblin' man, a gamblin' man, and Lord, am I tight!
                I just called to tell you that I'm ragged but right.
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Extra Verses:
                Well then I got married I knew I'd settle down
                And I built a little love nest right here in my hometown
                Now I've got a family one that I'm proud of
                I know that I'll be happy cause they're the ones I love
I left a pretty little gal layin' there on the floor
                Gave her all my love, and who could ask me for more?
                Gave her my last quarter just to buy her a drink,
                Showed her to the door, and then… What do you think?
I said, "Go home to your mother, and tell her for me
                I'm hittin' the road just 'cause I want to be free.
                'Cause I'm a ramblin' man, a gamblin' man, and Lord! Am I tight!
                I just called up to tell you that I'm ragged but right.
Well you may think I'm bragging but don't get me wrong
                I can't run for office while I'm singing this song
                I'm a thief and a gambler and I'm drunk every night
                I tell you boys I'm ragged but right.
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Raise a Ruckus Tonight
Chorus:
                Come along, little children come along
                While the moon is shining bright
                Get on board, and down the river float
                I'm gonna raise a ruckus tonight
My old mistress promised me (raise a ruckus tonight)
                When she died she'd set me free (raise a ruckus tonight)
                She lived so long til her head got bald (raise a ruckus tonight)
                She give up the notion of dyin' at all (raise a ruckus tonight)
Now some folks say that a preacher won't steal (raise a ruckus tonight)
                I caught two in my watermelon field (raise a ruckus tonight)
                They were eatin' them watermelons, throwin' away the rinds (raise a ruckus tonight)
                They were preachin' and prayin' and stealin' all the time (raise a ruckus tonight)
When I die they gonna bury me deep (gonna raise a ruckus tonight)
                Place a jug of molassses at my feet (gonna raise a ruckus tonight)
                Just put some flapjacks in my hand (raise a ruckus tonight)
                I'll sop my way to the promised land (raise a ruckus tonight)
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Optional Verse:
You know I had a little dog and he had no sense…
                He's always barking at the chickens on the fence…
                The chicken flew off and hit him in the jaw…
                You oughta heard that dog holler ha ha haw…
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Raleigh and Spencer
Chorus:
                Raleigh and Spencer was burning down
                There ain't no liquor in this town
                There ain't no liquor in this town
I'll pawn you my shoes for a little bottle of booze
                I'll drink it and lay right down and die
                I'm gonna drink it and lay right down and die
I'll eat more chicken that a pretty gal can fry
                I'll tell you more doggone lies
                I'll tell you more doggone lies
Chorus:
                I'll eat more fat meat that you can cook in a week
                I'll never get to heaven when I die
                Ain't never gonna get to heaven when I die
I'll pawn you my watch, I'll pawn you my chain
                I'll pawn you my gold wedding ring
                I'll pawn you my gold wedding ring
You can tramp down the flowers all around my grave side
                They'll rise and bloom again
                They're gonna rise and bloom again
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Red Haired Boy
I am a little beggar and a beggar I have been
                For three score'r more in this little Isle of green
                And I'm known from the Liffy down to Sligo
                And I'm known by the name of old Donahue.
Of all the trades a-goin' now sure beggin is the best
                When a man gets tired he can lay him down to rest
                He can beg for his dinner when there's nothing left to do
                Then just cut around the corner with his old rig-a-do.
I slept in a barn way down in Clarabourn
                With holes in the roof and it rained until the morn
                With holes in me shoes and me toes a-peeking through
                And the cats and the rats they were playin' peek-a-boo.
Who should awaken but the woman of the house
                With her white spotted apron and her calico blouse
                She got frightened and I said, "Boo,
                And don't be afraid, ma'am. It's only Donahue."
I met a little flaxy haired girl one day
                Good mornin' little flaxy-haired girl, I did say
                Good mornin', little beggerman, and how do you do,
                With your rags and your tags and your old rig-a-do?
Five pair o' brogans and a collar and a tie,
                A nice little lady I will fetch by and by
                Five pair o' brogans and I'll color them blue
                And an old-fashioned lady I will make her too.
Over the fields with me pack on me back,
                Over the hills with me great heavy sack
                With the holes in my shoes and the toes a'peekin' through
                Singin' skittilee rink-a-doodle it's the its old Donahue.
Must be going to bed boys, it's gettin' late at night
                All the fire's all raked and up goes the light
                And now you've heard the story of my rig-a-do
                It's good bye and god be with you says old Donahue.
Verse (generally in A):
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Red River Valley
From this valley they say you are goin'
                I will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
                For they say you are takin' the sunshine
                That has brightened our pathway the while
Do you think of the valley you're leavin'
                Oh how lonely and dreary it will be
                Do you think of the fond heart you're breakin'
                And the sadness you've cast over me
For a long time my dear, I've been waiting
                For the words that you never would say
                And alas my poor heart you are breakin'
                For they tell me you're goin' away
As you go to your home by the ocean
                May you never forget those sweet hours
                That we spent in the Red River Valley
                And the love we exchanged mid the flowers
Come and sit by my side if you love me
                Do not hasten to bid me adieu
                But remember the Red River Valley
                And the one that has loved you so true
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Reuben's Train
Ol Reuben made a train & he put it on a track
                He ran it to the Lord knows where
                Oh me, oh my ran it to the Lord knows where
Should been in town when Reuben's train went down
                You could hear that whistle blow 100 miles
                Oh me, oh my you could hear the whistle blow 100 miles
Last night I lay in jail had no money to go my bail
                Lord how it sleeted & it snowed
                Oh me, oh my Lord how it sleeted & it snowed
I've been to the East, I've been to the West
                I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow
                Oh me, oh my I'm going where the chilly winds don't blow
Oh the train that I ride is 100 coaches long
                You can hear the whistle blow 100 miles
                Oh me, oh my you can hear the whistle blow 100 miles
I got myself a blade, laid Reuben in the shade,
                I'm startin' me a graveyard of my own.
                Oh, me, oh lordy my, startin' me a graveyard of my own.
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Rocky Island (Ho Honey Ho)
Peaches in the summer time
                Apples in the fall
                If I don't get the one I love
                I won't have none at all
Chorus:
                I'm going to Rocky Island
                Ho honey ho
                To see my Candy darling
                You know I love her so
Went up on the mountain
                Sow a little cane
                Make a barrel of sorghum
                For little Liza Jane
Black clouds a risin'
                Sure sign of rain
                Get your old gray bonnet
                See little Liza Jane
I can ride the big old mare
                And you can ride the roan
                If you get there before I do
                You leave my girl alone
Went to see my gal last night
                The dress she wore was red
                Every time I look at her
                I wish my wife was dead
Went up on the mountain
                And I fell over on my knees
                Thought I'd laugh myself to death
                To hear that gander sneeze
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Rocky Road Blues
—Bill Monroe
Chorus:
                Now the road is rocky, but it won't be rocky long (X2)
                Another man has got my woman and gone
I've got those blues, I'm wearing out the soles of my shoes (X2)
                My gal went away and left me she left me with the dog gone blues
You'll never miss your water til the well runs dry (X2)
                You'll never miss your woman until she says goodbye
I wish to the Lord you'd bring my woman back home (X2)
                I'm not so lonesome, just don't want to be alone
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Rocky Top
Wish that I was on ole Rocky Top,
                Down in the Tennessee hills.
                Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
                Ain't no telephone bills.
Once there was a girl on Rocky Top,
                Half bear the other half cat.
                Wild as a mink, sweet as soda pop,
                I still dream about that.
Chorus:
                Rocky Top, you'll always be
                Home sweet home to me.
                Good ole Rocky Top,
                Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.
Once two strangers climbed on Rocky Top,
                Lookin' for a moonshine still.
                Strangers ain't come back from Rocky Top,
                Guess they never will.
Corn won't grow at all on Rocky Top,
                Dirt's too rocky by far.
                That's why all the folks on Rocky Top
                Get their corn from a jar.
Now I've had years of cramped up city life,
                Trapped like a duck in a pen.
                Now all I know is it's a pity life
                Can't be simple again.
Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.
                Yeah Rocky Top Tennesee eee eee eee.
Verse:
Chorus:
| VIm | VIm | V | V | 
| VII | VII | IV | IV | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | VII | I | I | 
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Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms
—Lester Flatt
I ain't gonna work on the railroad
                Ain't gonna work on the farm
                Lay around the shack
                Till the mail train comes back
                And roll in my sweet baby's arms
Chorus:
                Roll in my sweet baby's arms
                Roll in my sweet baby's arms
                Lay round the shack
                Till the mail train comes back
                And roll in my sweet baby's arms
Now where were you last Friday night
                While I was lying in jail
                Walking the streets with another man
                Wouldn't even go my bail
I know your parents don't like me
                They turn me away from your door
                Had my life to live over
                Wouldn't go there any more
Verse and Chorus:
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Rolling On
                —Traditional, Charlie Monroe                
                I wish I was in the Southland sitting in a chair
                With one arm around my old guitar
                And the other one around my dear
Chorus:
                I'm rolling on (I'm rolling on)
                I'm rolling on (I'm rolling on)
                I'm rolling on through life just rolling on
Sitting in the moonlight blue as blue can be
                Strumming on my old guitar
                To give my poor heart ease
Whether I'm in the country whether I'm in the town
                My old guitar is near me
                Whether I'm up or down
Maybe I will marry if I can find a girl
                But I'll always love my guitar
                As much as I love her
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Roving Gambler
I am a roving gambler gambled all around
                Whenever I meet with a deck of cards
                I lay my money down
                Lay my money down, lay my money down
I had not been in Frisco many more weeks than three
                I met up with a pretty little gal
                She fell in love with me
                Fell in love with me, fell in love with me
She took me in her parlor, cooled me with her fan
                Whispered low in her mother's ear
                I love this gambling man
                Love this gambling man, love this gambling man
Oh daughter oh dear daughter how can you treat me so
                Leave your dear old mother
                And with a gambler go
                With a gambler go, with a gambler go
My mother oh my mother you can not understand
                If you ever see me a coming back
                I'll be with a gambling man
                With a gambling man, with a gambling man
I left her there in Frisco and I wound up in Maine
                I met up with a gambling man
                Got in a poker game
                Got in a poker game, got in a poker game
We put our money in the pot and dealt the cards around
                I saw him deal from the bottom of the deck
                And I shot that gambler down
                Shot the gambler down, shot the gambler down
Well, now I'm in the jailhouse got a number for my name
                The Warden said as he locked the door
                You've gambled your last game
                Gambled your last game, gambled your last game
Verse:
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Sad and Lonesome Day
—The Carter Family
Oh today has been a lonesome day (X3)
                And it seems tomorrow'll be the same old way
Oh they carried my mother to the burying ground (X3)
                And watched the pallbearers let her down
Did you ever hear a church bell tone (X3)
                You may know by that she's dead and gone
Oh dig my grave with a silver spade (X3)
                And mark the place where I must lay
There's one kind favour I ask of you (X3)
                That's to see that my grave is kept green
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Sally Goodin
Had a piece of pie and I had a piece of puddin',
                And I gave it all away just to see my Sally Goodin.
Well, I looked down the road and I see my Sally comin',
                And I thought to my soul that I' d kill myself a-runnin'.
Love a 'tater pie and I love an apple puddin',
                And I love a little gal that they call Sally Goodin.
And I dropped the 'tater pie and I left the apple puddin',
                But I went across the mountain to see my Sally Goodin.
Sally is my doozy and Sally is my daisy,
                When Sally says she hates me I think I'm goin' crazy.
Little dog'll bark and the big dog'll bite you,
                Little gal'll court you and big gal'll fight you.
Rainin' and a-pourin' and the creek's runnin' muddy,
                And I'm so drunk, Lord, I can't stand studdy,
I'm goin' up the mountain and marry little Sally,
                Raise corn on the hillside and the devil in the valley.
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Looked down the road, seen my Sally comin'
                Thought to my soul I'd kill myself a runnin'.
Watermelon, cantaloupe, peach tree puddin'
                Ain't half as sweet as my little Sally Goodin.
Stove lid's on, flap jacks a cookin'
                Stack 'em up high for my pretty Sally Goodin'.
Kiss you all day and hug you all night
                Me and my Sally gonna make it all right.
Tell you stories and sing you songs
                Marry me Sally and you can't go wrong.
Sally come a kissin' me on my cheek
                I jumped over the Buckeye Creek.
I'm not a lyin' and I'm not a kiddin'
                Crazy 'bout th' gal what you call Sally Goodin.
It's the truth, I'll tell you well,
                If I can't have Sally, I'm bound for hell.
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Salty Dog
Standing in the corner with the low down blues
                Great big hole in the bottom of my shoes
                Honey let me be your salty dog
Chorus:
                Let me be your salty dog
                Or I won't by your man at all
                Honey let me be your salty dog
Listen here Sal I know you
                Run down stocking and a worn out shoe
                Honey let me be your salty dog
Down in the wildwood sitting on a log
                Finger on the trigger and my eye on a hog
                Honey let me be your salty dog
I pulled the trigger and the gun said go
                The shot fell over in Mexico
                Honey let me be your salty dog
Chorus and Verse:
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See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
Well there's one kind-a favor I'll ask of you (X3)
                You can see that my grave is kept clean
And there's two white horses following me (X3)
                Waiting on my burying ground
Did you ever hear that coughin' sound (X3)
                Means another poor boy is underground
Did you ever hear them church bells tone (X3)
                Means another poor boy is dead and gone
And my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold (X3)
                Now I believe what the bible told
There's just one last favor I'll ask of you (X3)
                See that my grave is kept clean
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Shackles and Chains
Chorus:
                And at night through the bars I will gaze at the stars
                And dream of your kisses in vain
                A piece of stone I will use for my pillow
                While I'm sleeping in shackles and chains
On a long lonesome journey I'm going
                Oh darling please don't you cry
                In these shackles and chains they will take me
                To a prison to stay 'til I die
Put your arms through the bars once my darling
                Let me kiss those sweet lips I love best
                For in heartache you're my consolation
                In sorrow my haven of rest
                Peaches in the summertime, Apples in the fall
                If I can't get the girl I love, I don't want none at all
Chorus and Verse:
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Shady Grove
—Garcia/Grisman Version
Chorus:
                Shady Grove, my little love,
                Shady Grove, I know
                Shady Grove, my little love,
                I'm bound for Shady Grove
Wish I had a banjo string,
                Made of golden twine
                Every tune I'd play on it,
                I wish that girl were mine
Wish I had a needle and thread,
                Fine as I could sew
                I'd sew that pretty girl to my side,
                And down the road I'd go
Some come here to fiddle and dance,
                Some come here to tarry
                Some come here to fiddle and dance,
                I come here to marry
Every night when I go home,
                My wife, I try to please her
                The more I try, the worse she gets,
                Damned if I don't leave her
Fly around, my pretty little miss,
                Fly around, my Daisy
                Fly around, my pretty little miss,
                Nearly drive me crazy
When I was a little boy,
                I wanted a barlow knife
                Now I am a great big boy,
                I want a little wife
Chorus and Verse:
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Or Bill Monroe's Chorus and Verse:
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She Ain't No Good
—Mississippi Sheiks early 1930's
I had a girl, she was just that kind
                I thought I would make her mine
                But when I looked the matter through,
                she was the worst of kind.
Chorus:
                She ain't no good, Oh, she ain't no good
                When I come to find her out,
                I found she was no good.
Some men like the country girl,
                Mine's girl lives in town
                A towns girl will be lovin' you,
                When the country girl messes around.
Chorus:
                She ain't no good, Oh, she ain't no good
                When you see 'em brother, lives in the woods,
                You know she ain't no good.
A town girl gets one man,
                And always treat him well
                But a country girl will get her ten men,
                And give them all hell.
Chorus:
                She ain't no good, Oh she ain't no good
                She once left a man in the neighborhood,
                you know she ain't no good.
A yeller cow drinks the corn whiskey,
                Browns can't do the same
                The country girl get her two'a brown meal,
                But she's getting drunk just the same.
Chorus:
                She ain't no good, Oh, she ain't no good
                She left a man in the neighborhood,
                You know she ain't no good.
I went to the country girl's house,
                And only one night I spent
                I got up the next morning, and come back home,
                Been runnin' ever since.
Chorus:
                Oh, she ain't no good, Oh, she ain't no good
                Deliver me, from a country girl,
                because she ain't no good.
Verse:
Chorus:
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She's More to Be Pitied
She's there at the bar every evening
                Face powdered and cheeks painted red
                Her beauty has faded too early
                Brought on by the fast life she led
She's more to be pitied than scolded
                She needs to be loved, not despised
                Too much beer and wine, too many good times
                The lure of the honky tonk wrecked her young life
She once was the belle of the ballroom
                She'd made some man a sweet wife
                But too many parties, the wrong kind of pals
                Ruined her happy young life
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She's No Angel
—Wanda Ballman and J.W. Arnold
You see her there at the bar cross the room
                She looks like an angel with her paint and perfume
                You'd like to meet her your conscience says no
                Obey your conscience turn around and go
Chorus:
                She's no angel, no angel, her wings are not real
                She'll ruin your life if your heart she can steal
                She'll tell you tales to bring tears to your eyes
                But don't you believe them for they're only lies
You think if only she could be your own
                You'd be more contented than a king on his throne
                You'd better not trust her it's wrong if you do
                She's broken many hearts and she'll break yours too
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Chorus:
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| V | V | V | I | 
| IV | IV | IV | I | 
| V | V | V | I | 
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She Caught The Katy
—Taj Mahal version
She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
                She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
                My baby caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
                The train pulled out, and I swung on behind
                I'm crazy 'bout her, that hardheaded woman of mine
Man my baby's long, great god she's mighty, she's tall
                You know my baby's long, great god she's mighty, my baby she's tall
                Well my baby she's long, my baby she's tall
                She sleeps with her head in the kitchen and her big feet out in the hall
                And I'm still crazy 'bout her, that hardheaded woman of mine
Bridge:
                Well I love my baby, she's so fine
                I wish she'd come and see me some time
                If you don't believe I love her, look what a hole I'm in
                If you don't believe I'm sinking, look what a shape I'm in
She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
                She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
                Well my baby caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
                The train pulled out, and I swung on behind
                I'm crazy 'bout her, that hardheaded woman,
                hardheaded woman of mine
Verse:
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| I | V | I | I | 
| I | I | IV | IV#dim | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Shortnin' Bread
Put on the skillet slip on the lid
                Mama's gonna make a little shortnin' bread
                That ain't all she's gonna do
                Mama's gonna make a little coffee, too
Chorus:
                Mama's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
                Mama's little baby loves short'nin' bread
                (Repeat)
Three little children lyin' in bed
                Two were sick and the other 'most dead
                Sent for the doctor and the doctor said
                Give those children some shortnin' bread.
When those children sick in bed
                Heard that talk about shortnin' bread
                Popped up well to dance and sing
                Skipped around and cut the pigeon wing
Slip to the kitchen slip off the lid
                Filled my pockets full of shortnin' bread;
                Stole the skillet stole the lid
                Stole the gal makin' shortnin' bread
Caught me with the skillet caught me with the lid
                Caught me with the gal makin' shortnin' bread;
                Paid six dollars for the skillet six dollars for the lid
                Spent six months in jail eatin' shortnin' bread
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Sin City
—Gram Parsons & Chris Hillman
This old town is filled with sin,
                It'll swallow you in
                If you've got some money to burn.
                Take it home right away,
                You've got three years to pay
                But Satan is waiting his turn
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                This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
                It seems like this whole town's insane
                On the thirty—first floor your gold plated door
                Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
The scientists say
                It'll all wash away
                But we don't believe any more
                Cause we've got our recruits
                And our green mohair suits
                So please show you ID At the door.
A friend came around.
                Tried to clean up this town,
                His ideas made some people mad.
                But he trusted his crowd,
                So he spoke right out loud
                And they lost the best friend they had
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                On the thirty—first floor your gold plated door
                Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
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Sittin' on Top of the World
—Mississippi Sheiks' original
Was in the spring, one sunny day
                Just when she left me, she's gone to stay
                But now she's gone, and I don't worry
                Oh I'm sitting on top of the world
Was all the summer, and all the fall,
                Just trying to find my little all in all
                But now she's gone, and I don't worry
                Lord I'm sitting on top of the world
Went to the station, down in the yard
                Gonna get me a freight train, work's done got hard
                But now she's gone, and I don't worry
                Oh I'm sitting on top of the world
There have been days, I didn't know my name
                Why should I worry or cry in vain
                But now she's gone, now I don't worry
                Lord I'm sitting on top of the world
An' you come runnin', holdin' up your hand
                Can get me a woman, quick as you got you a man
                But now you're gone, and I don't worry
                Lord I'm sitting on top of the world
The lonesome days, they have gone by
                Why should I beg you? You said goodbye
                But now she's gone, and I don't worry
                Oh cause I'm sitting on top of the world
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Sittin' on Top of the World
—Bill Monroe's version
It was in the spring one sunny day
                My good gal left me Lord she went away
                And now she's gone but I don't worry
                'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
She called me up from down in El Paso
                Said come back, daddy, Lord I need you so
                And now she's gone but I don't worry
                'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
                Show me a woman a man can trust
                And now she's gone but I don't worry
                'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
Mississippi River, long, deep and wide
                The woman I'm loving is on the other side
                And now she's gone but I don't worry
                'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
You don't like my peaches, don't you shake my tree
                Get out of my orchard, let my peaches be
                And now she's gone but I don't worry
                'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
Don't you come here running, holding out your hand
                I'll get me a woman like you got your man
                And now she's gone but I don't worry
                'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
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Sittin on Top of the World
—Doc Watson's version
Was in the spring, One sunny day
                My sweetheart left me, Lord, she went away
                And now she's gone, And I dont' worry
                Lord, I'm sitting On top of the world
She called me up From down in El Paso
                She said "Come back, daddy Ooh, I need you so"
                And now she's gone And I dont' worry
                Lord, I'm sitting On top of the world
If you don't like my peaches Don't you shake my tree
                'n Get out of my orchard Let my peaches be
                And now she's gone And I dont' worry
                Lord, I'm sitting On top of the world
And don't you come here runnin' Holding out your hand
                I'm gonna get me a woman Like you got your man
                And now she's gone And I dont' worry
                Lord, I'm sitting On top of the world
't Was in the spring One sunny day
                My sweetheart left me Lord, she went away
                And now she's gone And I dont' worry
                Lord, I'm sitting On top of the world
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Sitting Alone In the Moonlight
—Bill Monroe
A:
                Sitting alone in the moonlight
                Thinking of the days gone by
                Wondering about my darling
                I can still hear her saying goodbye
                B:
                Oh the moon grows pale as I sit here
                Each little star seems to whisper and say
                Your sweetheart has found another
                And now she's far, far away
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Skillet Good and Greasy
—Tim O'Brien version
Cornbread and beans
                And those good old collard greens
                Keep your skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time
                Skillet good and greasy all the time
If you say so
                I'll never moonshine no more
                I'll chop down that still
                And go home, home, home
                I'll chop down my still
                And go home
If you don't believe I'm right
                Come home with me tonight
                Lay around my shanty all the time, time, time
                Gonna lay around my shanty all the time
I'm goin down town
                Gonna get a jug of brandy
                Gonna give it all to Sandy
                Keep her good and drunk and boozy all the time
                Good and drunk and boozy all the time
Fatback and beans
                And them good old collard greens
                Keep your skillet good and greasy
                All the time, time, time
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Soldier's Joy
First I thought a snake had got me it happened dreadful quick
                T'was a bullet bit my leg, right off I got sick
                I came to in a wagon load of ten more wounded men
                Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody tent
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                Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy, you know what I mean
                I don't want to hurt no more my leg is turnin' green
The doctor came and looked at me and this is what he said
                Your dancin' days are done, son, it's a wonder you ain't dead
                Then he went to work with a carvin' knife sweat fell from his brow
                'Bout killed me tryin' to save my life when he cut that lead ball out
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                Give me some of that Soldier's Joy, ain't you got no more
                Hand me down my walkin' cane I ain't cut out for war
Red blood run right through my veins run all over the floor
                Run right down his apron strings like a river out the door
                He handed me a bottle and said, son drink deep as you can
                He turned away then he turned right back with a hacksaw in his hand
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                Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy you know what I like
                Bear down on that fiddle boys just like Saturday night
Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy you know what I crave
                I'll be hittin' that Soldier's Joy til I'm in my grave
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Somehow Tonight
Chorus:
                Somehow tonight I feel lonely, my darlin'
                Somehow tonight I feel blue
                Somehow tonight these tears of mine keep falling
                Come back, sweetheart and be true
I thought your love was something I could treasure
                To brighten my pathway through the years
                Now all I can see is darkness in the future
                That's why I long to have you near
I never knew what loneliness meant, darlin'
                Until I watched you walk away
                I long to hear you whisper that you love me
                I can't forget our happy days
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Stay All Night
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
                Cause the bridge's washed out
                At the bottom of the hill
                Big Creek's up Little Creek's level
                Plow my corn with a double shovel
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                Stay all night stay a little longer
                Dance all night dance a little longer
                Pull off your coat throw it in the corner
                Don't see why you can't stay a little longer
Sittin' in the window singin' to my love
                Slop bucket fell from the window up above
                Mule and the grasshopper eatin' ice cream
                Mule got sick so they laid him on the green
Well you ought to see my Blue Eyed Sally
                She lives away down on Shinbone Alley
                Number on the gate the number on the door
                The next house over is the grocery store
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Stay Away From Me
—Bill Monroe
Stay away from me, you're causin' me trouble
                It's been that way since from the start
                While you're away, you have another waitin'
                Stay away from me, you're breakin' my heart.
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                Oh the sky is blue, and the sun is shining
                And autumn leaves are turning brown
                Oh I loved you so, but I can't have you
                Stay away from me, stay out of town.
Oh the sky is blue, and the sun is shining
                And autumn leaves are turning brown
                Oh I loved you so, but I can't have you
                Stay away from me, stay out of town.
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Stealin'
—Gus Cannon
Put your arms around me like a circle `round the sun
                I want you to love me baby like my easy rider done.
                You don't believe I love you, look at the fool I've been
                You don't believe I'm sinkin' look at he hole I'm In
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                Stealin' stealin' pretty mama don't you tell on me
                I'm stealin' back to my same old used to be
Well I got a little woman `bout my height and size
                Now she's a married woman, sees me once in a while
                If you don't believe I love you, look what a fool I've been
                If you don't think I'm sinking, look what a hole I'm in.
With good whiskey you stay drunk all the time,
                Stay drunk baby 'cause it eases my mind.
                If you don't believe I love you, look what a fool I've been,
                If you don't think I'm sinking, look what a hole I'm in.
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Sugar Coated Love
—Audrey Butler
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                Sugar coated love, you gave me on a plate
                I took a bite and then I looked to see what I had ate
                I found I had a cinder all covered up in white
                That old sugar coated love is something I can't bite
You say you are leaving me for another man
                He has all the wealth and charm and not my kind of brand
                Baby I fell down on my knees a pleading for your love
                Can't understand what I saw in a sugar coated love
You called me your sugar plum, your baby and your pet
                Said I was your Romeo and you my Juliet
                I thought you were my angel, my little sugar dove
                You sure had me fooled, babe, with that sugar coated love
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Sunny Side of the Mountain
—Harry C. McAuliffe and Bobby Gregory
Now don't forget me little darling while I'm growing old and gray
                Just a little thought before I'm going far away
                I'll be waiting on the hillside where the wild red roses grow
                On the sunny side of the mountain where the rippling waters fall
Now don't forget about those days we courted many years ago
                Don't forget all the promises you gave me and so
                I'll be waiting on the hillside on the day that you will call
                On the sunny side of the mountain where the rippling waters fall
Tell me darling in your letter do you ever think of me
                Please answer little darling tell me where you can be
                It's been so long dear since I've seen you but my love still lingers on
                Don't forget me little darling though our love affair seems gone
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Sweet Sunny South
Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
                To that sweet sunny south take me home
                Where the mockingbird sings me to sleep every night
                Oh why was I tempted to roam
I think with regret of the dear home I left
                Of the warm hearts that sheltered me there
                Of wife and of children of whom I'm bereft
                Of the old place again do I sigh
Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow
                To my plot in the evergreen shade
                Where the flowers from the river's green margins did grow
                And spread their sweet scent through the glade
Take me back let me see what is left that I know
                Could it be that the old house is gone
                Dear friends from my childhood indeed must be few
                And I must face death all alone
The path to our cottage they say has grown green
                And the place is quite lonely around
                I know that the smiles and the forms I once knew
                Now lie 'neath the cold mossy ground
But yet I return to the place of my birth
                Where the children have played 'round the door
                Where they gathered wild blossoms that grew 'round the path
                Twill echo their footsteps no more
Take me back to the place where my little ones sleep
                Where poor massa lies buried close by
                O'er the graves of my loved ones I long for to weep
                and rest there among them when I die
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Sweetheart You Done Me Wrong
—Bill Monroe
You told me that your love was true
                Sweetheart, I thought the world of you
                But now you left me all alone
                I have no one to call my own
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                Now sweetheart, you've done me wrong
                You have left me all alone
                Maybe there will come a time
                Sweetheart, when you will change your mind
I never shall forget the day
                When you said you were going away
                I couldn't believe that it was true
                After all the love I had for you
This road is rough and rocky too
                As I travel on, dear, without you
                But I'm still praying for the time
                Sweetheart when you will change your mind
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Swing Low Sweet Chariot
—Traditional
Chorus:
                Swing low, sweet chariot
                Coming for to carry me home
                Swing low, sweet chariot
                Coming for to carry me home
I looked over Jordan, and what did I see
                Coming for to carry me home
                A band of angels coming after me
                Coming for to carry me home
If you get there before I do
                Coming for to carry me home
                Tell all my friends I'm coming, too
                Coming for to carry me home
I'm sometimes up and sometimes down
                Coming for to carry me home
                But still my soul feels heavenly bound
                Coming for to carry me home
The brightest day that I can say
                Coming for to carry me home
                When Jesus washed my sins away
                Coming for to carry me home
If I get there before you do
                Coming for to carry me home
                I'll cut a hole and pull you through
                Coming for to carry me home
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Tennessee Waltz
—Pee Wee King
I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz
                When an old friend I happened to see
                I introduced him to my loved one
                And while they were dancing
                My friend stole my sweetheart from me
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
                Now I know just how much I have lost
                Yes, I lost my little darling the night they were playing
                The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
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That's What I Like About You
—Charlie Monroe
You loving and hugging, your sweet little smile
                And eyes of heavenly blue
                You can't say you love me, it almost drives me wild
                Well, that's what I like about you
As we stroll together down lovers lane,
                hand in hand so true
                It seems just like heaven to hear those love birds sing
                That's what I like about you
The way you hold me in your lovin' arms
                And tell me all those things you're going to do
                My little heart beats faster than raindrops in a storm
                 cause that's what I like about you
Dear we'll get married, just you wait and see
                And (buy?) a cottage just we two
                I'm sure we'll be happy, happy as can be
                'cause that's what I like about you
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                My little heart beats faster than raindrops in a storm
                'cause that's what I like about you
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The Glory of Love
—Billy Hill 1936
You've got to give a little, take a little,
                and let your poor heart break a little.
                That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
                until the clouds roll by a little.
                That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
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                As long as there's the two of us,
                we've got the world and all it's charms.
                And when the world is through with us,
                we've got each other's arms.
You've got to win a little, lose a little,
                yes, and always have the blues a little.
                That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
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Or fancier…
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The Great Pretender
—Buck Ram (The Platters' manager) 1955
Oh yes, I'm the great pretender
                Pretending that I'm doing well
                My need is such, I pretend too much
                I'm lonely but no one can tell.
Oh yes, I'm the great pretender
                Adrift in a world of my own
                I play the game; but to my real shame
                You've left me to dream all alone.
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                Too real is this feeling of make believe
                Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal.
Oh yes I'm the great pretender
                Just laughing and gay like a clown
                I seem to be what I'm not, you see
                I'm wearing my heart like a crown
                Pretending that you're still around.
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The Memory of Your Smile
—Ralph Stanley
I'm walking from one bar to another
                I don't know where I'm going or where I've been
                No one I meet realized
                I'm trying when I know I can't win
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                The memory of your smile, it nearly drives me wild
                Ain't nothing ever gonna ease my mind
                I thought you'd true, I counted so on you
                I'm lost from a love I'll never find
I wonder how this pain is going to wind up
                It gets worse day by day since you're gone
                If only you would come back and see me
                You're my only chance from now on
My honey dear, I know you're goin' to ask
                Just where I've been since I saw you last
                Well I've been down where the hammers clang
                Yes I've been down on the old chain gang.
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The Old Chain Gang
—Traditional
My honey dear I know you thought to ask
                Just where I been since I saw you last
                Well I been down to where the hammers clang
                Yes I been down on the old chain gang.
They sent me up on a two year bid
                I soon forgot what it was I did
                They chained me down with a dozen men
                I can't believe I'm in your arms again.
Night and day I got no rest
                Just hold me tight to your loving breast
                See where the chain on my ankle swang
                Well that's the mark of the old chain gang.
You'll never dream what a life I led
                On the old chain gang you're better off dead
                I'll never forget those songs we sang
                While breakin' rocks on the old chain gang.
The old chain gang it's a tough old crew
                The boss is hard, I'm a tellin' you
                He drug me out to the cellhouse door
                And laid me out on the old stone floor.
The boss was off on a drunk one day
                I drug my chain where the crow bar lay
                I throwed her down and the lock she sprang
                And said farewell to the old chain gang.
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The Old Crossroads
—Bill Monroe
Oh my brother take this warning
                Don't let ol Satan take your hand
                You'll be lost in sin forever
                You'll never reach the promised land
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                The old crossroads now is waiting
                Which one are you going to take
                One leads down to destruction
                The other to the pearly gate
One road leads up to heaven
                The other goes down below
                Jesus our savior will protect you
                He'll guide you through the old crossroads
Soon your life will be over
                You'll have to face the old crossroads
                Will you be ready then my brother
                To shun the one down below
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Think of What You've Done
Heart to heart, dear how I need you
                Like the flowers need the dew
                Loving you has been my life, love
                Can't believe we're really through
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                Is it true that I've lost you
                Am I not the only one
                After all this pain and sorrow
                Darling, think of what you've done
I'm goin' back to old Virginia
                Where the mountains meet the sky
                In those hills I learned to love you
                Let me stay there till I die
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Those Memories of You
—Alan O'Bryant
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                Those memories of you still haunt me
                Every night when I lay down
                I'll always love you my little daring
                Until the day they lay me down
In dreams of you my body trembles
                I wake up and call your name
                But you're not there and I'm so lonesome
                Without your love I'd go insane
I close my eyes and you're there with me
                Your kiss I feel, your face I see
                It's not your lips now that drive me crazy
                It's just your haunting memory
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Till the End of the World Goes Round
—Flatt & Scruggs
I tried to sail the sea of life,
                I rode my boat alone
                Your love meant nothin' to me dear,
                my heart was made of stone
Till the harbor filled with loneliness
                my little boat was moored
                And on the day I first met you
                I fell right overboard
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                Till the end of the world goes round
                I'll keep on loving you
                As long as the sun
                comes up and comes down
                and the big blue sky
                comes down to the ground
                As long as the world goes
                round and round
                I'll keep on loving you
Whenever you're around me dear
                my heart just won't keep still
                And when it comes to kissin' you
                I'll never get my fill
They said I'd never settle down,
                that I would always roam
                I could never be the kind
                for a lovin' wife and home
So now I know the way I felt
                was only selfish pride
                I thought my heart was fireproof
                but you burned your way inside
Now tell me what I've got to do
                and tell me how it stands
                The cards are on the table dear,
                my life is in your hands
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Time for Me to Go
—The Dixon Brothers
I went down to a circus show one day
                I meant to try to pass a little time away
                Just about then I heard a feller shout
                "Everybody run, cause the lions are out!"
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                Well I wasn't scared but it seemed like
                It was time for me to go.
                If I should wait it meant the loss of blood.
                I didn't want to lose mine, you know.
                There is no lion that a man can trust
                I couldn't stand still, it was run or bust
                I wasn't scared but it seemed like
                It was time for me to go.
The lions kept yelling up a roaring sound
                They all were running all over the ground
                I never looked back and I didn't see
                But I felt a lion when he slapped at me
I kept on running and I didn't slow down
                I run right off from that roaring sound
                I made a bee-line across the state
                I passed a Plymouth and a Ford V-8
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Tis Sweet to Be Remembered
—Mac Wiseman
Chorus: 3/4
                'Tis sweet to be remembered on a bright or gloomy day
                'Tis sweet to be remembered by a dear one far away
                'Tis sweet to be remembered remembered remembered
                'Tis sweet to be remembered when you are far away
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                As I travel over this world
                Just to soothe my rovin' mind
                And the messages I get
                from a dear one left behind
                They were filled with sweetest words
                That so touched me when I heard
                N'er oh n'er can I forget
                These are some things that she'd say
Sweetest flowers may on you smile
                Birds may warble in the trees
                But no other joy and tear
                Are so cause your heart to ease
                As that dear one by your side
                When the evening sun goes down
                When the stars beam down at you
                And the moon beams all around
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Tom Dooley
—Doc Watson Version
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                Hang your head, Tom Dooley
                Hang your head and cry;
                You killed poor Laurie Foster
                And you know you're bound to die
You left her by the roadside
                Where you begged to be excused;
                You left her by the roadside
                Then you hid her clothes and shoes
You took her on the hillside
                For to make her your wife;
                You took her on the hillside
                And ther you took her life
You dug the grave four feet long
                And you dug it three feet deep;
                You rolled the cold clay over her
                And tromped it with your feet
Trouble, oh it's trouble
                A-rollin' through my breast;
                As long as I'm a-livin', boys
                They ain't a-gonna let me rest
I know they're gonna hang me
                Tomorrow I'll be dead
                Though I never even harmed a hair
                On poor little Laurie's head."
In this world and one more
                Then reckon where I'll be;
                If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson
                I'd be in Tennessee
You can take down my old violin
                And play it all you please
                For at this time tomorrow, boys
                It'll be of no use to me."
At this time tomorrow
                Where do you reckon I'll be?
                Away down yonder in the holler
                Hangin' on a white oak tree
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Toy Heart
—Bill Monroe
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                Darlin' you toyed with a toy heart
                I think I played the game right from the start
                This toy heart was broken when parting words were spoken
                Darlin' you toyed with a toy heart
You played with my poor heart like a toy
                That toy broke and then we had to part
                It never can be mended, I hope this romance ended
                Darlin' you toyed with a toy heart
Now darlin' my time will come someday
                Time alone will heart my broken heart
                The clouds will roll away and the sun will shine someday
                Darlin' you toyed with a toy heart
Now darlin' you know you done me wrong
                Your love for me has passed and gone
                I'll find somebody new, I hope that they'll be true
                Darlin' you toyed with a toy heart
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Train 45
—Bill Monroe
Oh, I thought I heard that train-how lonesome did blow
                She blowed like she'll never blow no more
                Oh, you ought to been up town and see the train come down
                You could hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Oh, I'm walking these ties with tears in my eyes
                I'm trying to read a letter from my home
                If my woman says so, I'm never gonna work no more
                I'm gonna sidetrack my train and go home
If this train runs me right, I'll see my woman Saturday night
                I'm tired of living this'a way
                Oh, I thought I heard that train-so lonesome she'd blow
                She blowed like she'll never blow no more
Oh, I thought I heard that train–how lonesome did blow
                She blowed like she'll never blow no more
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Trouble in Mind
—Richard M. Jones
Trouble in mind, I'm blue,
                But I won't be blue always,
                'Cause the sun's gonna shine in my backdoor again
I'm gonna lay my head
                On a lonesome railroad line,
                And let the 2:19 pacify my mind
I'm all alone at midnight
                And my lamp is burning low
                Never had so much trouble in my life before
I'm gonna lay my head
                On that lonesome railroad track,
                But when I hear that whistle, lord, I'm gonna pull it back
You've been a hardheaded daddy
                And you sure treat me unkind
                I'll be a hardheaded mama—I swear I'll make you lose yout mind
I'm going down to the river,
                Take along my rocking chair,
                And if the blues don't leave me, I'll rock on away from here
Look-a here, sweet mama,
                See what you have done;
                Why you made me love you, now your regular man done come
Well, trouble, oh, trouble,
                Trouble on my worried mind.
                When you see me laughin', I'm laughin' just to keep from lyin'
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Truck Driving Man
—Terry Fell 1954
I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas,
                It was a little place called Hamburger Dan's
                And I heard that old jukebox a-playin',
                A song about a truck drivin' man
Chorus:
                Pour me another cup of coffee,
                For it is the best in the land
                I'll put a nickel in the jukebox,
                And play The Truck Drivin' Man
The waitress just brought me some coffee
                I thanked her but called her again
                I said, "That ol' song sure does fit me
                'Cause I am a truck drivin' man"
I climbed back on board my old semi
                And then like a flash I was gone
                I got them ol' truck wheels a-rollin
                I'm on my way to San Antone
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True Life Blues
—Monroe Brothers
I hate to see the sun sink low
                Just for a cause you ought to know
                For it's true love I can't forget
                All of my sorrow you'll soon regret
You promised me love that was true
                And I'm sorry to say that I believed in you
                It's all turned out just like a dream
                Left me so sad in the world it seems
There's dishes to wash and a house to clean
                There's washing to do, oh it seems so mean
                There's a million words I can't explain
                Think of this girl, before you change your name
They'll go away and leave you at home
                They never care if you're alone
                They seem to forget they've got a wife
                This story is sad, but it's a true life
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Two Glasses Joe
—Ernest Tubb
Set up two glasses, Joe
                And turn the jukebox low
                And let me sit and reminisce
While I pretend that she
                Is sittin' here with me
                The way she did not long ago
Bridge:
                We used to paint the town red
                And dance until two
                Well, I don't paint it red no more
                But I'm paintin' it blue
He's stole her love I know
                But he can't stop me, Joe
                From having just a dream or two
Set up two glasses, Joe
                Maybe you didn't know
                But there's a memory in the room
A memory that walks
                A memory that talks
                And haunts me everywhere I go
Bridge:
                I'm just a fool who loves her
                And will till I die
                From the very first hello
                Until the last goodbye
And this is it you know
                So fill two glasses, Joe
                Then leave me here alone to cry
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Uncle Pen
—Bill Monroe
Oh the people would come from far away
                They'd dance all night till the break of day
                When the caller hollered "do-se-do"
                You knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
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                Late in the evening about sundown
                High on the hill and above the town
                Uncle Pen played the fiddle lord how it would ring
                You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing
He played an old piece he called "Soldier's Joy"
                And the one called "The Boston Boy"
                The greatest of all was "Jenny Lynn"
                To me that's where the fiddle begins
I'll never forget that mournful day
                When Uncle Pen was called away
                They hung up his fiddle, they hung up his bow
                They knew it was time for him to go
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Uncloudy Day (also Unclouded Day)
Oh they tell me of a home far beyond the sky
                Oh they tell me of a home far away
                Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
                Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day
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                Oh the land of cloudless days
                Oh the land of an uncloudy sky
                Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
                Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day
Oh they tell me that he smiles on his children there
                And his smile drives the sorrows away
                Oh they tell me that now clouds ever come again
                In that lovely land of uncloudy days
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Used to Be
Well you don't love me anymore my darling
                I'm just a used to be to you
                Those cold cold kisses that you gave me little darling
                Proved to me you found somebody new
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                Tomorrow's just another lonesome day
                And I know you'll want me far away
                Well you don't love me anymore my darling
                I'm just a used to be to you
Gone are the good old days that we spent together
                And I don't know if I can stand the pain
                Of knowing that you'll soon be gone forever
                And I'll never know your love again
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Wabash Cannonball
—Williams Kindt, adapted by A.P. Carter
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
                From the green ol' Smoky Mountains to the south lands by the shore
                She's mighty tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all
                She's the regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
                As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
                Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
                You're traveling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball
Our eastern states are dandy, so the people always say
                From New York to St Louis with Chicago by the way
                From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
                No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
Now here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand
                And always be remembered through the courts throughout the land
                His earthly race is over, now the curtains round him fall
                We'll carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball
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Walking in My Sleep
Now, if you see that girl of mine
                Tell her if you please
                When she bakes those biscuits
                To roll up her sleeves
Chorus:
                Walkin' in my sleep, baby
                Walkin' in my sleep
                Up and down that Dixie line
                Walkin' in my sleep
Yonder comes my baby
                How do you think I know
                I know her by her pretty little curls
                Hanging down so low
Bake them bisxuits baby
                Bake them good and brown
                When I get my breakfast
                I'm Alabama bound
Pain in my finger
                Pain in my toe
                Pain in my ankle bone
                I ain't a-gonna work no more
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Walls of Time
—Peter Rowan
The wind is blowing 'cross the mountain
                And down on the valley way below
                It sweeps the grave of my darling
                When I die that's where I want to go
Chorus:
                Lord, send the angels for my darling
                And take her to that home on high
                I'll wait my time out here on earth love
                And come to you when I die
Our names are carved upon a tombstone
                I promised you before you died
                Our love would bloom forever darling
                When we rest side by side
I hear a voice out in the darkness
                It moans and whispers through the pines
                I know it's my sweetheart a calling
                I hear her through the walls of time
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Wandering Boy
—The Carter Family, oddly Bill Monroe's "Out in the Cold World" too, hmm…
Out in the cold world and far away from home
                Some mother's boy is wanderin' all alone.
                No one to guide him or keep his footsteps right
                Some mother's boy is homeless tonight.
Chorus:
                Bring back to me my wandering boy
                For there is no other who's left to give me joy
                Tell him that his mother with faded cheeks and hair
                Is at the old home place awaiting him there
Out in the hallway then stands a vacant chair
                And an old pair of shoes he used to wear
                Empty is the cradle he used to love so well
                Oh how I miss him no tongue can tell.
Well I remember those parting words he said
                Well meet up yonder where tears are never shed
                In that land of sunshine, away from toil and care
                When life is over, I'll meet you up there
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Way Downtown
—Traditional
It was late last night when Willie got home
                He knocked and he knocked on the door
                Slipping and a—sliding with his new shoes on
                Willie don't you slip no more
Chorus:
                Way downtown just foolin' around
                Took me to the jail
                It's oh me and it's oh my
                No one to go my bail
I wish I was down in sweet Sally's house
                Sittin' in my old arm chair
                One arm around my old guitar
                One arm around my dear
I like the hills of old West Virginia
                Be right at home in Tennessee
                North or south, east or west
                It's home sweet home to me.
Where did you get your shoes pretty girl
                And the clothes you wear so fine
                Got my shoes from a railroading man
                My clothes from a driver in the mine.
One old shirt is all that I got
                And a dollar is all that I crave
                Brought nothing with me into this old world
                Ain't gonna take nothing to my grave
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Wayfaring Stranger
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
                While traveling through this world of woe
                Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger
                In that bright world to which I go
Chorus:
                I'm going there to see my father
                I'm going there no more to roam
                I'm only going over Jordan
                I'm only going over home
I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
                I know my way is rough and steep
                Yet beauteous fields lie just before me
                Where God's redeemed their vigils keep
Chorus:
                I'm going there to see my mother
                She said she'd meet me when I come
                I'm only going over Jordan
                I'm only going over home
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Weary Blues From Waitin'
—Hank Williams
Chorus:
                Weary blues from waitin'
                Lord, I've been waitin' too long
                These blues have got me cryin'
                Oh, sweet mama, please come home.
The snow falls 'round my window
                But it can't chill my heart
                God knows it died the day you left
                My dream world fell a—part.
Thru tears I watch young lovers
                As they go strollin' by
                Oh, all the things that might have been
                God forgive me if I cry.
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What a Waste of Good Corn Likker
—Keller Williams
I have lost my blue-eyed darling,
                Now I sit with a broken heart
                By my cabin in the Carolina hills
                Oh I loved a shiner's daughter
                Loved her true with all my heart
                Till she fell into her pappy's liquor still
Chorus:
                Oh what a waste of good corn liquor
                From the still they pulled the plug
                All the revenuers snickered 'cause she melted in the liquor
                And they had to bury poor Lilly by the jug
Cousin Cale upon the Jew's harp
                Played a mighty mournful tune
                Kinfolks bowed their heads and gathered round
                Then I heard the parson sing
                Drink me only with thine eyes
                As we watch them pour poor
                Lilly in the ground
Now I'm sitting in the twilight
                Neath the weeping willow tree
                The sun is slowly sinking in the west
                And I'm clasping to my bosom
                A little jug of Lilly Mae
                With a broken heart I'm longing for the rest
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When I Die I'll Live Again
Because I believe and have found salvation
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again
                That I may take part in the jubilation
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again
Chorus:
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again (live again)
                Halleluia I'll live again
                Because I'm forgiven my soul will find heaven
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again (I'll live again)
The fear of the grave is removed forever
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again
                My soul will rejoice by the crystal river
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again
Because to the lord I have made confession
                When I die (when I die) I'll live again
                But now on my soul there is no transgression
                When I die (when I die) 'll live again
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When I Lay My Burden Down
—Will the Circle Be Unbroken melody
I'll go home to meet my Savior
                When I lay my burden down
                I'll go home to meet my Savior
                When I lay my burden down.
Chorus:
                Glory, glory, hallelujah
                When I lay my burden down
                Glory, glory, hallelujah
                When I lay my burden down.
I will give my heart to Jesus
                When I lay my burden down
                I will give my heart to Jesus
                When I lay my burden down.
I will tell Him all my troubles
                When I lay my burden down
                I will tell Him all my troubles
                When I lay my burden down.
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When The Angels Carry Me Home
—Charlie Monroe
I'll fly away to heaven and I won't fall
                When the angels carry me home
                I want to see Jesus first of all
                When the angels carry me home
Chorus:
                When the angels carry me home
                When the angels carry me home
                I want to see Jesus first of all
                When the angels carry me home
There'll be no more sorrow and no more pain
                When the angels carry me home
                I'll ride that heavenly glorious train
                When the angels carry me home
I'm on my pathway leading to heaven
                When the angels carry me home
                I'll see Jesus waiting for me in heaven
                When the angels carry me home
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When You Are Lonely
—Bill Monroe
Oh I'm thinking of you, little darling
                Of the day that we first met
                And those words sweetheart that you told me
                I'm sure I'll never forget
Chorus:
                Oh, someday, sweetheart, when you're lonely
                And have no one to care for you
                Remember the heart you have broken
                And the one that has loved you so true
You told me you always loved me
                And no one could ever come between
                But it seems to me you've forgotten
                All those things you told to me
I'll forget those things that you told me
                And try to start our life anew
                But remember the heart you have broken
                And the one that has loved you so true
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When Your Phone Don't Ring
—Hank Cochran
Tonight when you lay lonely in your king size bed
                With a hunger inside you can feel
                I'll be the empty spot laying next to you
                And when your phone don't ring it'll be me
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                It'll be me not calling you crying like I used to do
                Crawlin' on my hands and knees
                It'll be me not on the phone begging let me come back home
                When your phone don't ring it'll be me
And tonight it'll be my car not in your driveway
                You'll wonder where on earth I could be
                It'll be my footsteps you don't hear in your hallway
                And when your phone don't ring it'll be me
Tonight I'll be unfriending you on Facebook,
                No IM's, texts or tweets you'll get from me,
                It'll be my email that don't show up in your inbox,
                And when the phone don't ring it'll be me
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Where The Soul of Man Never Dies
To Canaan's land I'm on my way
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
                My darkest night will turn to day
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
(lead)
                No sad farewells
                No tear dimmed eyes
                Where all is love
                And the soul never dies
(tenor)
                Dear friends there'll be no sad farewells
                There'll be no tear—dimmed eyes
                Where all is peace and joy and love
                And the soul of man never dies
The rose is blooming there for me
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
                And I will spend eternity
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
The love light beams across the foam
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
                It shines and lights the way to home
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
My life will end in deathless sleep
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
                And everlasting joys I'll reap
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
I'm on my way to that fair land
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
                Where there will be no parting hand
                Where the soul (of man) never dies
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White Dove
—Stanley Brothers
In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia
                There's a place that I love so well
                Where I spent many days of my childhood
                In the cabin where we loved to dwell
White dove will mourn in sorrow
                The willows will hang their heads
                I'll live my life in sorrow
                Since mother and daddy are dead
We were all so happy there together
                In our peaceful little mountain home
                But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
                Now they sing around the great white throne
As the years roll by I often wonder
                If we will all be together someday
                And each night as I wander through the grave yard
                Darkness finds me as I kneel to pray
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White Freight Liner Blues
—Townes Van Zandt
I'm goin' out on the highway
                Listen to them big trucks whine
                I'm goin' out on the highway
                Listen to them big trucks whine
White freight liner
                Won't you steal away my mind?
                Ah, New Mexico ain't bad, Lord
                And the people there, they treat you kind
                And the people there, they treat you kind
Well, it's bad news from Houston
                Half my friends are dying
                Well, it's bad news from Houston
                Half my friends are dying
Ah, Lord, I'm gonna ramble
                'Til I get back to where I came
                Ah, Lord, I'm gonna ramble
                'Til I get back to where I came
I'm goin' out on the highway
                Listen to them big trucks whine
                I'm goin' out on the highway
                Listen to them big trucks whine
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White House Blues
—Charlie Poole
McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
                Doc said, "McKinley I can't find the cause
                You're bound to die, you're bound to die"
Doc told the horse, he'd throw down his rein
                He said to the horse, "You gotta outrun the train
                From Buffalo to Washington"
The Doc came a-running, he took off his specs
                He said, "Mr. McKinley better cash in your checks
                You're bound to die, you're bound to die"
Look here, you rascal, see what you've done
                Shot down my husband with your lver-Johnson gun
                Carry me back to Washington
Well, Roosevelt's in the White house, he's doing his best
                McKinley's in the graveyard taking his rest
                He's gone, he's gone
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Who Will Sing for Me?
Oft I sing for my friends
                When death's cold form I see
                When I reach my journey's end
                Who will sing for me
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                I wonder (I wonder) who
                Will sing (will sing) for me
                When I come to the cross on that silent sea
                Who will sing for me
When crowds shall gather round
                And look down on me
                Will they turn and walk away
                Or will they sing one song for me
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Whoa Mule, Whoa
(Chorus:)
                Whoa, mule, whoa mule I say
                Keep your seat, Miss Liza Jane Hold right to the sleigh
I went up on the mountain to get me a sack of corn
                Raccoon set his dog on me and the possum blowed his horn
Whoa, whoa mule I holler
                Tie a knot in that mule's tail and he'll go through the collar
Went up on the mountain, give my horn a blow
                Thought I heard some pretty girl say, yonder come my beau
I would not marry a tall slim gal, tell you the reason why
                He r neck's so long and stringy I'm afraid she'd never die
I went to kiss my gal last night, I thought I would do it sneakin'
                I missed her mouth and hit her nose and the doggone thing was leakin'
A peanut sitting on a railroad track, his heart was all a—flutter
                Around the curve come a passenger train, toot toot —peanut butter!
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Why You Been Gone So Long
Well every time it rains Lord I run to my window
                All I do is wring my hands and mourn
                Well listen to that thunder roar
                Can't you hear that lonesome wind moan
                Tell me baby now why you been gone so long
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                Tell me baby now why you been gone so long
                You been gone so long now
                Tell me baby now why you been gone so long
                Wolfs scratchin at my door lord Lord
                I can hear that lonesome wind blow
                Tell me baby now why you been gone so long
Well someone said they thought they saw you rollin down in Reno
                With a big ol man from San Antone
                They tell me I'm a fool to pine for you oh what do they know
                Tell me baby now why you been gone so long
Ain't nothin I want to do lord
                So I guess I could get stoned
                And let the past paint pictures in my head
                Drink a fifth of thunderbird and try to write a sad sad song
                Tell my baby now why you been gone so long
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Wicked Path of Sin
—Stoney Cooper & Wilma Lee
In this awful world of sorrow
                On this wicked path of sin
                Never thinking of tomorrow
                Or what I'd lose in the end
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                Oh I can hear (oh I can hear) the joy bells ringing
                Where my friends (where my friends) and loved ones wait
                Oh I can hear the angels singing (sweet singing)
                Just inside (just inside) those pearly gates
I can hear my savior calling
                Saying come unto me
                Wash away your sins forever
                And you shall rest eternally
Now I'm safe with my Jesus
                He will guide me on my way
                I will sing His praise forever
                We'll meet in heaven some sweet day
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
Chorus:
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Wild Bill Jones
—Stanley Bros, but originally Dock Boggs
As I went down for to take a little walk
                I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
                He was a walking and a talking by my true lover's side
                And I bid him to leave her alone
He said my age is twenty—one
                Too old to be controlled
                I pulled my revolver from my side
                And I destroyed that poor boy's soul
He reeled and he staggered, and he fell to the ground
                And then he gave one dying moan
                He wrapped his arms around my little girl's neck
                Saying honey won't you take me home
So put them handcuffs on me boys
                And lead me to that freight car gate
                I have no friends or relations there
                No—one for to go my bail
So pass around that old long necked bottle
                And we'll all go on a spree
                For today was the last of that Wild Bill Jones
                And tomorrow will be the last of me
They sent me to prison for twenty long years
                This poor boy longs to be free
                But Wild Bill Jones and that long—necked bottle
                Have been the ruin of me
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Wildwood Flower
—The Carter Family
Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair
                With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
                And the myrtle so bright with the emerald hue
                The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue
Oh I'll dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay
                I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway
                When I woke from my dreaming, my idol was clay
                All portion of love had all flown away
Oh he taught me to love him and promised to love
                And to cherish me over all others above
                How my heart is now wond'ring no mis'ry can tell
                He's left me no warning, no words of farewell
Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower
                That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour
                Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour
                He's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flower
Verse:
| I | I | V | I | 
| I | I | V | I | 
| I | I | IV | I | 
| I | I | V | I | 
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Will the Circle Be Unbroken
I was standing by the window
                On a cold and cloudy day
                When I saw the hearse come rolling
                To carry my mother away
Will the circle be unbroken
                Bye and bye Lord bye and bye
                There's a better home a waiting
                In the sky Lord in the sky
I said to the undertaker
                Undertaker please drive slow
                For that body you are carryin
                Lord I hate to see her go
Well I followed close behind her
                Tried to hold up and be brave
                But I could not hide my sorrow
                When they laid her in that grave
I went back home Lord that home was lonesome
                Since my mother, she was gone
                All my brothers and sisters crying
                What a home so sad and alone
Verse and Chorus:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Will You Be Lovin Another Man
—Lester Flatt
Now will you love me little darling
                When I'm in some other land
                When you know I can't be with you
                Will you be loving another man?
Chorus:
                Will you be loving another man?
                Will you be loving another man?
                When I return, will you be waiting
                Or will you be loving another man?
Now don't come crying on my shoulders
                Telling me love is grand
                Then when I'm out of sight here
                You'll be loving another man
Now if I find this to be true dear
                I want you to please understand
                When I've turned don't say you're sorry
                Just keep on loving the other man
Verse and Chorus:
| I | I | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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Worried Man Blues
Chorus:
                It takes a worried man to sing a worried song (X3)
                I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
I went across the river and I laid down to sleep (X3)
                When I woke up, there were shackles on my feet
Twenty one links of chain around my leg (X3)
                And on each link, the initials of my name
I asked the judge what's gonna be my fine (X3)
                Twenty one years on the Rocky Mountain Line
If anyone should ask you who composed this song (X3)
                Say it was me and I sing it all day long
Chorus and Verse:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | IV | I | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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You Ain't Goin' Nowhere
—Bob Dylan
Clouds so swift, Rain won't lift
                Gate won't close, Railings froze
                Get your mind off wintertime
                You ain't goin' nowhere
Chorus:
                Whoo-ee! Ride me high
                Tomorrow's the day
                My bride's gonna come
                Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
                Down in the easy chair!
I don't care, How many letters they sent
                Morning came and morning went
                Pick up your money, And pack up your tent
                You ain't goin' nowhere
Buy me a flute, And a gun that shoots
                Tailgates and substitutes,
                Strap yourself, To the tree with roots
                You ain't goin' nowhere
Genghis Khan, He could not keep
                All his kings, Supplied with sleep
                We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
                When we get up to it
Chorus and Verse:
| |: I | IIm | IV | I | 
| I | IIm | IV | I :| | 
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You Are My Sunshine
—Jimmie Davis and Charles Mitchell
The other night dear, as I lay sleeping,
                I dreamed I held you in my arms,
                but when I woke dear, I was mistaken,
                and I hung my head and cried.
Chorus:
                You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
                you make me happy when skies are gray
                you'll never know dear, how much I love you,
                please don't take my sunshine away.
I'll always love you and make you happy
                if you will only say the same
                but if you leave me to love another
                you'll regret it all some day
You told me once dear you really loved me
                that no one else could come between
                but now you've left me and love another
                you have shattered all my dreams.
Verse and Chorus:
| I | I | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| IV | IV | I | I | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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You Let the Dog Off the Chain
—Junior Sisk
From what I hear there's somebody talkin,'
                About our broken love affair‚
                Somebody better go and try to tell them,
                That they might not want ever to go there‚
Chorus:
                You wouldn't listen to reason,
                I tried to save you all this pain‚
                I'm glad to let you go; but I just want you to know,
                You let the dog off the chain‚
I'm hearin' through the grapevine your not happy,
                And the man your with is treatin' you bad‚
                Well you should have thought about that before you left me,
                And your wishin' you were with the one you had‚
Could it be your just mad because I don't miss you,
                And you thought by now I wanted you home‚
                Well I hope you work it out; I ain't doin' here without,
                But thanks a lot for throwin' me a bone.
Verse:
Chorus:
| V | V | I | I | 
| II | II | V | V | 
| I | I | I | IV | 
| V | V | I | I | 
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You Rascal You
—Sam Theard 1931
I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you! (X2)
                When you dead in your grave,
                No more women will you crave.
                I'll be glad when you dead, you rascal, you!
I'll be…
                When they bury you six feet deep
                No more fried chicken can you eat,
I'll be…
                I trust you in my home,
                You wouldn't leave my wife alone.
I'll be…
                I fed you since last fall,
                Then you got your ashes hauled.
I'll be…
                You asked my wife to wash your clothes
                And something else I suppose.
I'll be…
                Ain't gonna be tears in nobody's eyes
                When they drag your sorry butt by,
additional verses include:
You asked my wife for a meal,
                And something else you tried to steal.
You done messed with my wife,
                And I'm gonna take your life.
You know you done me wrong,
                You done stole my wife and gone.
Please don't let me find you
                'Cause you'll leave this world behind you.
I'm gonna kill you just for fun;
                The buzzards gonna have you when I'm done.
Ain't no use to run,
                I done bought a Gatling gun,
Verse:
| I | V | I | I | 
| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I7 | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
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You Waited Too Long
—Washboard Sam
Too long, you waited too long to come home
                Now your daddy can't use you no more
                Too long, you waited too long to come home
                And that is all I can stand
Bridge:
                It was late last night, about half past nine
                You was in a bad tavern drinkin' bad red wine
                Too long, you waited too long to come home
                Now your daddy can't use you no more
Too long, you waited too long to come home
                Now your daddy can't use you no more
                Too long, you waited too long to come home
                And this is all I got to say
Bridge:
                Now I begged you baby, both night and day
                Stop your sinnin' quit your lowdown ways
                Too long, you waited to long to come home
                Now your daddy can't use you no more
Verse:
| I | I | I | VI | 
| II | V | I | V | 
| I | I | I | VI | 
| II | V | V | V | 
Bridge:
| I | I7 | IV | IV7 | 
| I | I | I | VI | 
| II | V-I | I | I | 
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You're Still On My Mind
—Jeff Daniels 1959
The jukebox is playin' a honky—tonk song
                One more, I keep sayin', and then I'll go home
                What good will it do me, I know what I'll find
                An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind
The people are dancin' and havin' their fun
                And I sit here thinkin' about what you have done
                To try and forget you, I've turned to the wine
                An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind
Alone and forsaken, so blue I could cry
                I just sit here drinkin' till the bottle runs dry
                What good will it do me, I know what I'll find
                An empty bottle, a broken heart and you're still on my mind
Verse:
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| V | V | I | I | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| V | V | V | I | 
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You'll Find Her Name Written There
—Harold Hensley
No more no more she'll walk this earth
                Her face like a beautiful flower
                But all alone is a marble stone
                You'll find her name written there
A new voice rings where the angel sings
                A voice so pure and so fair
                And if you look in the heavenly book
                You'll find her name written there
I'm all alone since the call of fate
                Left me in the deepest despair
                And if you'll wait at the pearly gates
                You'll find her name written there
I breathe her name into the air
                It goes and I know not where
                But if you look to the heart of a friend
                You'll find her name written there
Verse*:
| I | VII | I | I | 
| I | VII | V | V | 
| I | VII | I | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
*Monroe modulates last verse up a full step
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Your Love Is Like A Flower
It was long, long ago in the moonlight
                We were sitting on the banks of the stream
                When you whispered so sweetly, I love you
                As the waters murmured a tune
Chorus:
                Oh they tell me your love is like a flower
                In the springtime blossoms so fair
                In the fall then they wither away dear
                And they tell me that's the way of your love
I remember the night, little darling
                We were talking of days gone by
                When you told me you always would love me
                That for me your love would never die
It was spring when you whispered these words dear
                The flowers were all blooming so fair
                But today as the snow falls around us
                I can see that your love is not there
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| I | I | V | V | 
| I | I | IV | IV | 
| I | V | I | I | 
Soup Soup Baby You've Been So Good to Me
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