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Henry Lee
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Henry Lee
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee, and stay all night with me
The very best lodging I can afford will be far better 'n thee
I can't get down and I won't get down, and stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land, I love far better 'n thee
She leaned herself against a fence, just for a kiss or two
With a little pen-knife held in her hand, she plugged him through and through
Come all you ladies in the town, a secret for me keep
With a diamond ring held on my hand I'll never will forsake
Some take him by his lily-white hand, some take him by his feet
We'll throw him in this deep, deep well, more than one hundred feet
Lie there, lie there, loving Henry Lee, 'till the flesh drops from your bones
The girl you have in that merry green land still waits for your return
Fly down, fly down, you little bird, and alight on my right knee
Your cage will be of purest gold, in deed of property
I can't fly down, or I won't fly down, and alight on your right knee
A girl would murder her own true love would kill a little bird like me
If I had my bend and bow, my arrow and my string
I'd pierce a dart so nigh your heart your wobble would be in vain
If you had your bend and bow, your arrow and your string
I'd fly away to the merry green land and tell what I have seen
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See That My Grave is Kept Clean
Well there's one kind favor I'll ask of you
Well there's one kind favor I'll ask of you
There's just one kind favor I'll ask of you
You can see that my grave is kept clean
An' there's two white horses followin' me
An' there's two white horses followin' me
I got two white horses followin' me
Waitin' on my buryin' ground
Did you ever hear that coffin sound
Did you ever hear that coffin sound
Did you ever hear that coffin sound
Means another poor boy is underground
Did you ever hear them church bells toll
Did you ever hear them church bells toll
Did you ever hear them church bells toll
Means another poor boy is dead an' gone
Well my heart stop beatin' an' my hands turn cold
An' my heart stop beatin' an' my hands turn cold
Well my heart stop beatin' lord my hands turn cold
Now I believe what the bible told
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Black Jack David
03:52
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Black Jack David
Black Jack David came runnin’ through the woods and he sang so loud and gaily
Made the hills around him ring and he charmed the heart of a lady
He charmed the heart of a lady
How old are you, my pretty little miss, how old are you, my honey?
She answered him with a silly little smile: I'll be sixteen next Sunday
I'll be sixteen next Sunday
Come go with me my pretty little miss, come go with me my honey
I'll take you ‘cross the deep blue sea where you never shall want for money
Where you never shall want for money
She threw off her high-heeled shoes, they were made of Spanish leather
She put on those low-heeled shoes and they both rode off together
And they both rode off together
Last night I lay on a warm feather bed with my husband and my baby
Tonight I lay on the cold, cold ground by the side of Black Jack David
By the side of Black Jack David
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Old Lady and the Devil
03:59
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Old Lady and the Devil
There was an old man on the foot of the hill
If he ain't moved away, he's a-livin' there still
He hitched up his horse and went out to plough
How he got around, we never knew how
Old devil come to him in the field one day
Sayin': One of your family I'm gonna take away
Take her on, take her on, with the joy of my heart
I hope by golly that you'll never part
Old devil got her all up on his back
He looked like a peddler with a hump on his back
Old devil got to the forks of the road
He said: “Hey, old lady, you're a hell of a load
Old devil got to the gates of hell
Said: Punch the fire up, we'll scorch her well
Out come a little devil now draggin' a chain
She picked up a hatchet and split out his brains
Out come a little devil now skatin' on a wall
Sayin': Take her back, daddy, she's a-murderin' us all
Little devil was a-peepin' out the crack
Sayin': Take her home, daddy, don't you bring her back
The old man was a-peepin' out the crack
He see the old devil come bringing her back
The old lady went whistlin' over the hill
Sayin': Devil won't have you and I don't know who will
The old man lay sick in the bed
She up with a butter stick and rattled his head
Now you see what a woman can do
She can outdo the devil and an old man too
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Fatal Flower Garden
02:17
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Fatal Flower Garden
It rained, it poured, it rained so hard, it rained so hard all day
Then all the boys in our school came out to toss and play
They tossed a ball again so high, then again so low
They tossed it into a flower garden where no one was allowed to go
Up stepped a gypsy lady all dressed in yellow and green
Come in, come in my pretty little boy and get your ball again.
I won't come in, I shan't come in without my playmates all
I'll go to my father and tell him about it, that'll cause tears to fall
She first showed him an apple seed, then again gold rings
Then she showed him a diamond that enticed him in
She took him by his lily-white hand, she led him through the hall
She put him in an upper room where no-one could hear him call
Oh, take these finger rings off of my fingers, smoke them with your breath
If any of my friends should call for me, tell them that I'm at rest
If any of my friends should call for me, tell them that I am dead
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The Butcher's Boy
03:49
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The Butcher’s Boy
She went upstairs to make her bed and not one word to her other said
Her mother she went upstairs too, said: Daughter, dear daughter, what troubles you?
Oh, Mother oh Mom, I cannot tell. This railroad boy, I love so well
He courted me, my life away and now at home, he will not stay
There’s a place in London town where the railroad boy goes and sits down
He takes that strange girl on his knee and he tells to her, what he won’t tell me
Her father he came in from work and says “Where’s daughter, she seems so hurt?
He went upstairs to give her hope but found her hanging on a rope
He took his knife and cut her down and on her breast these words he found:
Go dig my grave, both wide and deep, place a marble slab at my head and feet
And on my heart place a snow-white dove to warn this world, that I died for love
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Judgement
04:47
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Judgement
Better get ready for judgment
You better get ready for judgment morning
You better get ready for judgment
Your God is coming down
Better get ready for judgment
Your God is coming down
The cloud will bear His horses
Where men begin to frown
You better put on your morning garment
And get your staff in your hand
For Jesus coming that morning
He's coming unaware to man
Well, all you hypocrite members
You’re wasting your time away
Your God is calling for workmen
And you had better obey
The gamblers, the drunkards, the liars
And the adulterers, too
Well, all these false pretenders
And all them hypocrites, too
When Jesus gets tired of pleading
And He won't plead no more
He'll call the world together
He'll call upon the young and old
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Sugar Baby
03:52
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Sugar Baby
I got no sugar baby now
All I can do is to make peace with you
I can't get along this a-way
Can't get along this a-way
All I can do, I've said all I can say
I'll send it to your mama next payday
Send you to your mama next payday
I got no use for the red rockin' chair
I've got no honey baby now
Got no sugar baby now
Who'll rock the cradle, who'll sing the song
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone?
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone?
I'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song
I'll rock the cradle when you gone
It's all I can do, it's all I can say
I‘ll send you to your mama next payday
Laid her in the shade, give her every dime I made
What more could a poor boy do?
What more could a poor boy do?
I got no honey baby now
Got no sugar baby now
Said all I can say, I've done all I can do
I can’t make a living with you
Can't make a living with you
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I Wish I Was a Mole in the Ground
I wish I was a mole in the ground
Yes, I wish I was a mole in the ground
As a mole in the ground I'd root that mountain down
I wish I was a mole in the ground
Tempie wants a nine-dollar shawl
Tempie wants a nine-dollar shawl
When I come o'er the hill with a forty-dollar bill
Baby, where you been so long?
I been in the bend so long
Yes, I been in the bend so long
I been in the bend with the rough and rowdy men
Baby, where you been so long?
Oh, I don't like a railroad man
No, I don't like a railroad man
If I's a railroad man they'll kill you when he can
Drink up your blood like wine
Oh, I wish I was a lizard in the spring
Yes, I wish I was a lizard in the spring
As a lizard in the spring I'd hear my darlin' sing
And I wish I was a lizard in the spring
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Banks of the Ohio
03:55
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Banks of the Ohio
Come my love, let's take a walk
Just a little way away
While we walk along we'll talk
Talk about our wedding day
Only say that you'll be mine
And in our home we'll happy be
Down beside where the waters flow
Down on the banks of the Ohio
I drew my knife across his throat
And to my breast he gently pressed
Oh please, oh please, don't murder me
I'm not prepared to die you see
I took him by his lily white hand
I let him down and I bade him stand
There I plunged him in to drown
And watched him as he floated down
Returning home 'tween twelve and one
Thinking of the deed I done
I killed the man I love you see
Because he would not marry me
Only say that you'll be mine
And in our home we'll happy be
Down beside where the waters flow
Down on the banks of the Ohio
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The Coo Coo Bird
03:59
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The Coo Coo Bird
Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high
So I can see Willie as he goes on by
Oh, the coo-coo is a pretty bird, she wobbles when she flies
She never hollers coo-coo, ‘til the fourth day of July
I've played cards in England, I gambled in Spain
I'll bet you ten dollars, I'm gonna beat you at next game
Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I've known you from old
Now you've robbed my poor pockets of my silver and my gold
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The Cuckoo
02:38
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The Cuckoo
The cuckoo she’s a pretty bird, she sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings, she tells us no lies
She sucks all the pretty flowers, that make her voice clear
And she never says ‘cuckoo’ ‘till the spring of the year
Meeting is pleasure and parting is grief
A false-hearted lover is worse as a thief
A thief will but rob you and take all you’ve got
While a false-hearted lover sends you to the grave
The grave will consume you and turn you to dust
For an inconstant lover no maiden can trust
To meet you in the meadows, it is all their delight
Oh, they’ll court and they’ll kiss you, from morning ‘till night
Come all you sweet maidens, take warning of me
Don’t hang your hearts on a sycamore tree
The leaves they will wither, the roots they will die
Oh, if I am forsaken I know right well why
The cuckoo she’s a pretty bird, she sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings and tell us no lies
Oh, when time has come now, her voice we don’t hear
‘cause she never says ‘cuckoo’ ‘till the spring of the year
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The Golden Glows Antwerp, Belgium
The Golden Glows is an acoustic trio, glowing like a setting sun. Their warm three-part harmony breathes life into songs and melodies. One guitar and three voices is at the heart of all their musical adventures.
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