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Jubilee
02:08
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Coffee grows on a white oak tree.
River flows with brandy.
I've got a gal who's sweet and kind,
sweet as sugar candy.
If I had no mule to ride,
I'd be found a-crawling
up and down the mountain side,
searching for my darling.
Some come around on Saturday,
some come around on Sunday.
If you give them half a chance,
they'll come back on Monday.
Swing and turn, Jubilee.
Live and learn, Jubilee.
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2. |
Where Is My Sailor Boy?
03:01
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Where is my sailor boy?
Where is my sailor boy?
He sleeps on the bottom of the Deep Blue Sea,
and he can't get back to me.
He promised to write to me,
but his promise he never kept true.
Never a word from my sailor have I heard,
since he sailed on that ocean blue.
What did the deep sea say?
What did the deep sea say?
It moaned, it groaned, it splashed, and it foamed,
and it rolled on its weary way.
A beautiful rose every day,
I place on the crest of the waves.
I said, "take it please", and let the petals fall
upon his watery grave.
Please tell me, Deep Blue Sea.
Is he sleeping peacefully?
The wind from the north is blowing icy cold.
Please keep him warm for me.
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Went up to the mountain top,
give my horn a blow.
Thought I heard somebody say,
"Yonder comes my beau!"
Washed and cut and curled my hair,
the day he came a-callin'.
He ran off with my older sis,
and I commenced a-squallin'.
Some come around to fiddle and dance,
some come around to tarry.
Some come around to fiddle and dance,
I come here to marry.
Never trust an old man.
I'll tell you the reason why.
He always spits tobacco juice
and never zips his fly.
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Come all ye fair and tender ladies.
Take warning how you court your men.
They're like a star on a summer morning;
first they appear and then they're gone.
They'll tell to you some loving story;
declare to you that their love is true,
then they will go and court another,
and that's the love they have for you.
Don't you remember our days of courting
when your head lay upon my breast?
You could make me believe by the falling of your arm
that the sun rose in the west.
My true love is a handsome devil.
He wears a chain five miles long.
On every link a heart hangs broken;
another maid he’s loved and wronged.
I wish I was a little sparrow
and I had wings with which to fly.
I'd fly away from grief and sorrow
and try to pass my troubles by.
Come all ye fair and tender ladies.
Take warning how you court your men.
They're like a star on a cloudy morning;
first they appear and then they're gone.
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White Oak Mountain
02:14
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Don't you remember that rocky mountain side
where we sat down to rest?
You promised to be my blue eyed wife
while the sun rolled around in the west.
Hand me down my old white hat.
It's hanging there on a nail.
Before this time tomorrow night,
I'll be out on that long, long trail.
I wish to the lord I'd never been born
or died when I was young,
before I'd seen them pretty blue eyes
or heard that lying tongue.
I'll never believe what another girl says,
though her eyes be blue or brown,
unless she’s on the scaffold to be hung,
saying, "Darling, I wish to come down."
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The Blackest Crow
03:10
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As time draws near, my dearest dear,
for you and I to part.
How little you know of the grief and woe
in my poor aching heart.
Tis but I suffer for your sake,
believe me dear, it's true.
I wish that you were staying here or I was going with you.
I wish my breast was made of glass,
wherein you might behold
upon my heart, your name lies wrote
in letters made of gold.
In letters made of gold, my love,
believe me when I say,
you are the one I will adore
until my dying day.
The blackest crow that ever flew
would surely turn to white.
If ever I prove false to you,
bright day would turn to night.
Bright day would turn to night, my love,
the elements would mourn.
If ever I prove false to you,
the seas would rage and burn.
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Sherburne
01:10
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While shepherds watched their flocks by night,
all seated on the ground,
the angel of the lord came down and glory shone around.
All glory be to God on high,
and to the Earth, be peace.
Goodwill henceforth from Heaven to men begin and never cease.
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8. |
Over the Garden Wall
02:32
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My love stood under a walnut tree over the garden wall.
She whispered and said she'd be true to me over the garden wall.
She has beautiful eyes and beautiful hair.
She's not very tall so she stood in a chair.
Many a time I've kissed her there-
over the garden wall.
Over the garden wall,
the sweetest girl of all.
There never were yet such eyes of jet,
and you can bet I'll never forget
the night our lips in kisses met
over the garden wall.
There's always a will, there's always a way over the garden wall.
There's always the night as well as the day, over the garden wall.
We hadn't much money, but weddings were cheap
so while the old feller was snoring asleep,
with a lad and ladder, she managed to creep
over the garden wall.
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Cedar Swamp
01:37
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Way down low in the cedar swamp,
waters deep and muddy,
There, I met my pretty little miss.
There, I met my honey.
Built my love a big fine house.
Built it in the garden.
Put her in and she jumped right out.
Fare thee well, my darlin'.
Black eyed girl is mad at me.
Blue eyed girl won't have me.
If I can't have the one I love,
guess I'll never marry.
The older she gets, the prettier she gets.
I tell you, she's a honey.
Makes me work all through the week
and get stovewood on Sunday.
Swing a lady up and down, swing a lady home.
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The lonesome scenes of winter inclined to frost and snow
The lonesome scenes of winter inclined to frost and snow
The dark clouds round me gather, the chilly winds do blow.
The sweet little birds sit singing on every leaf and vine
The sweet little birds sit singing on every leaf and vine
My heart would go a-sporting if Mary could be mine
I went to see her last night, she seemed most soberly
I went to see her last night, she seemed most soberly
I asked if she would marry, she would not consent to me
You are the one I’ve chosen to be my dearest dear
You are the one I’ve chosen to be my dearest dear
Your cold heart’s frozen and you’ve locked up love, I fear
The night is quiet advancing, it’s near the break of day
The night is quiet advancing, it’s near the break of day
I’m waiting for an answer. Kind miss, what do you say?
Well, sir, if I must tell you. I’ve chose a single life.
Sir, if I must tell you, I’ve chose a single life.
I never thought it suitable for me to be your wife.
Well, Madam, I know your riches, much more you’d like to gain.
Madam, I know your riches, much more you’d like to gain.
You’ve gained my affections, now me you do disdain.
Your money, it won’t last you. It’ll melt away like snow.
Your money it won’t last you. It’ll melt away like snow.
When poverty overtakes you, you’ll think of me, I know.
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Tom Dooley
02:23
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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
and 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 there you took her life.
You dug the grave four feet long
and you dug it three feet deep.
You rolled the cold clay over her
and tromped it with your feet.
"Trouble, oh, trouble
a-rollin' through my breast.
As long as I'm a-livin', boys,
they ain't a-gonna let me rest."
"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?
Way down yonder in the holler
hangin' on a white oak tree."
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Wild Mountain Thyme
02:57
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The summertime is coming,
and the leaves are sweetly blooming,
and the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather.
Will you go, Lassie, go?
And we'll all go together
to pluck wild mountain thyme
all around the blooming heather.
Will you go, Lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower
near yon cool and crystal fountain,
and on it, I will place
all the flowers of the mountain.
Will you go, Lassie, go?
If my true love, she were gone,
I would surely find another,
and the wild mountain thyme
grows around the blooming heather.
Will you go, Lassie, go?
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Kitty Alone
02:23
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Tomorrow night, I just can't wait!
Me and Kitty have got a date.
Kitty alone, Kitty alone, Kitty alone and I.
Promenade and do-si-do.
Cheek to cheek and toe to toe.
Kitty alone, Kitty alone, Kitty alone and I.
You ought to see him clap his hands
when they play ol' "Sally Ann".
Kitty alone, Kitty alone, Kitty alone and I.
Take your money if you bet.
Never miss a single set.
Kitty alone, Kitty alone, Kitty alone and I.
Dance all night til the break of day.
I don't care what the old folks say.
Kitty alone, Kitty alone, Kitty alone and I.
If only he would marry me,
think how happy we could be!
Kitty alone, Kitty alone, Kitty alone and I.
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Nottamun Town
02:26
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In Nottamun Town not a soul would look up.
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down.
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
to show me the way to fair Nottamun Town.
I rode a grey horse, a mule roany mare.
Grey mane and grey tail, a green stripe down her back.
Grey mane and grey tail, a green stripe down her back.
There wa'nt a hair on her be-what was coal black.
Met the King and the Queen, and a company more,
a-riding behind and a-marching before.
Come a stark naked drummer a-beating the drum
with his heels in his bosom come a-marching along.
They laughed and they smiled, not a soul did look gay.
They talked all the while, not a word did they say.
I bought me a quart to drive gladness away
and to stifle the dust, for it rained the whole day.
Sat down on a hard, hot cold frozen stone.
Ten thousand stood 'round me, yet I was alone.
Took my hat in my hands for to keep my head warm.
Ten thousand got drowned that never were born.
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Froggy went a-courtin, and he did ride
with a sword and a pistol by his side.
He rode right to Miss Mouse's door,
and he found Miss Mouse sweepin' the floor.
Ki-mo ke-mo ki-mo ke
way down yonder in the hollow tree,
an owl and a cat and a bumblebee.
King kong kitchie kitchie ki-me-o
He took Miss Mousie on his knee
and he said, "Miss Mouse, will you marry me?"
Uncle Rat laughed and shook his sides
to think his niece would be a bride.
First to come was a bumblebee,
and he set his fiddle on his knee.
Next to come was a big old owl.
For the bumblebee, he danced and howled.
Last to come was an old gray cat.
She swallowed up the mouse and rat.
Froggy went a-courtin, and he did ride,
and he came home with that cat his bride.
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The Wind and Rain
02:43
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There were two little sisters walking alone.
O the wind and rain.
One spoke of rapture, the other of woe.
O the lonesome wind and rain.
And they both had love of the miller’s son.
O the wind and rain.
But he was fond of the merry one.
O the lonesome wind and rain.
So she plunged her in the river to drown.
O the wind and rain.
And the river wept as she floated down.
O the lonesome wind and rain.
She drifted down to the miller’s pond.
O the wind and rain.
dead on the water like a golden swan.
O the lonesome wind and rain.
And along came the road, came a fiddler fair,
O the wind and rain.
And found her body a-lying there.
O the lonesome wind and rain.
So he made a fiddle of the darling doe.
O the wind and rain.
Strings from her hair, and pegs from her bones.
O the lonesome wind and rain.
But the only tune that the fiddle would play...
O the wind and rain.
The only tune that the fiddle would play...
O the lonesome wind and rain.
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East Virginia Blues
02:47
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I was born in East Virginia.
North Carolina I did go.
I fell in love with a fair young maiden,
though her age I did not know.
Her hair was dark brown and it was curly
and her cheeks were rosy red.
Upon her breast, she wore a white lily.
A thousand tears I know I did shed.
I go up in some deep, dark holler.
I'll set up my moonshine still,
and I will sell you one whole gallon
just for a ten dollar bill.
I'd rather be dead inside my coffin,
my pale face turned up towards the sun
than to think that you loved another
when you promised to be mine.
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18. |
Short Life of Trouble
03:06
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A short life of trouble,
a few more words to part.
A short life of trouble, dear girl,
for a boy with a broken heart.
You know what you promised.
It's been some time ago.
You promised me you'd marry me,
standing on the ballroom floor.
I hear the train a-coming.
She's going by the station door.
I'd rather be dead and in my grave,
than see my darling go.
And weeping on my bedside,
my eyes all wet with dew,
I gave that girl half of my life,
now she is married to you.
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All Smiles Tonight
03:41
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I'll deck my brow with roses.
My true love may be there,
and gems that others gave me
shall shine within my hair,
and even them that know me
will think my heart is light.
Though my heart may break tomorrow,
I'll be all smiles tonight.
I'll be all smiles tonight, Love.
I'll be all smiles tonight.
Though my heart may break tomorrow,
I'll be all smiles tonight.
And when the room he entered
the bride upon his arm,
and then he gazed upon her
as though she was a charm,
and then he smiled upon her
as once he smiled on me.
They know not what I suffered-
they found no change in me.
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Greenwood Sidey
01:46
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There was a lady lived in the dark.
She fell in love with her father's clerk.
She leaned herself against a thorn.
There she had two pretty babes born.
She dressed herself in scarlet red,
red, the blade she held in her hand.
She buried them under a marble stone.
She prayed to God she'd never be known.
When she returned to her father's door,
she saw two pretty babes evermore
O Mother, Mother, we will remain
by your side til the end of days.
All alone and lonely-O.
Down by the Greenwood Sidey-O.
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Storms Are On the Ocean
02:58
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I'm going away to leave you, Love.
I'm going away for a while,
but I'll return to see you someday
if I go ten thousand miles.
The storms are on the ocean.
The heavens may cease to be.
This world may lose its motion love
if I prove false to thee.
Have you seen those mournful doves
flying from pine to pine,
a-mournin' for their own true love
just like I mourn for mine?
I'll never go back on the ocean, Love.
I'll never go back on the sea.
I'll never go back on my blue-eyed girl
'til she goes back to me.
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I've got a home in that rock. Don't you see?
I've got a home in that rock. Don't you see?
I've got a home in that rock just beyond the mountaintop.
Tide me over, Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
God gave Noah the rainbow sign, don't you see?
God gave Noah the rainbow sign, don't you see?
God gave Noah the rainbow sign-
no more water, but the fire next time.
Tide me over, Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
East and West, the fire will roll. Hide thou me.
East and West, the fire will roll. Hide thou me.
East and West, the fire will roll. How will it be with my poor soul?
Tide me over, Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
When this world's all on fire, hide thou me.
When this world's all on fire, hide thou me.
When this world's all on fire, let his will be my desire.
Tide me over, Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
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Free Little Bird
03:00
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I'm a free little bird as I can be.
I'm a free little bird as I can be.
I'll fly to the east and I'll fly to the west
and I'll fly to the one that I love best.
If I was a little honeybee,
I'd never get my honey from a jar.
I'd steal me a kiss from my true lover's lips,
then back to the hive I would go.
Take me home, little bird, take me home.
Take me home, little bird, take me home,
home to my mother. She is dearer than the others.
Take me home, little bird, take me home.
If I was a little sparrow bird,
I'd never build my nest on the ground.
I'd build me a nest in my true lover's breast,
where the wild boys would never tear it down.
If I was a mole in the ground.
If I was a mole in the ground,
I'd root so hard and I never would get tired
til I root that old mountain down.
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Hushabye
01:37
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Hush-a-bye, don't you cry.
Go to sleepy little baby.
When you wake, you shall have all the pretty little horses.
Dapples and grays.
Pintos and bays.
All the pretty little horses.
Way down yonder in the meadow,
poor little baby crying "Mama."
The birds and the butterflies flutter around his eyes.
Poor little baby crying "Mama."
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Bless the Moon
01:35
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I see the moon and the moon sees me.
God bless the moon and God bless me.
There's grace in the cabin and grace in the hall
and the grace of God is over us all.
I see the moon and the moon sees me.
The moon sees the somebody I want to see.
God bless the moon and God bless me
and God bless the somebody I want to see.
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As I Roved Out
04:06
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As I roved out on a bright May morning,
to view the meadows and flowers gay,
whom should I spy but my own true lover
as she sat under yon willow tree.
I took off my hat and I did salute her.
I did salute her most courageously.
When she turned around well the tears fell from her,
sayin' "False young man, you have deluded me.
A diamond ring I owned I gave you.
A diamond ring to wear on your right hand.
But, the vows you made, Love, you went and broke them
and married the lassie that had the land."
"If I'd married the lassie that had the land, my love,
it's that I'll rue till the day I die.
When misfortune falls sure no man can shun it.
I was blindfolded I'll ne'er deny."
Now, when I go to my bed of slumber,
the thoughts of my true love run in my mind.
When I turned around to embrace my darling,
instead of gold sure it's brass I will find.
And I wish the Queen would call home her army
from the West Indies, America, and Spain,
and every man to his wedded woman
in hopes that you and I will meet again.
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The Woodsheep Morehead, Kentucky
With over 600 performances across 4 countries in only 3 years, this folk-pop trio have quickly become a mainstay in Appalachia's indie music scene. Weaving together folk, pop, jazz, and punk to form original compositions and new takes on old favorites, Preston, Caskey, and Holleran have breathed new life into Appalachian music by shoring up their own roots. ... more
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