Tuesday, January 25, 2011
We Shall Overcome
Lyrics:
Various including Mahalia Jackson
We Shall Overcome
We shall overcome, we shall overcome,
We shall overcome someday;
Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe,
We shall overcome someday.
The Lord will see us through, The Lord will see us through,
The Lord will see us through someday;
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe,
We shall overcome someday.
We're on to victory, We're on to victory,
We're on to victory someday;
Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe,
We're on to victory someday.
We'll walk hand in hand, we'll walk hand in hand,
We'll walk hand in hand someday;
Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe,
We'll walk hand in hand someday.
We are not afraid, we are not afraid,
We are not afraid today;
Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe,
We are not afraid today.
The truth shall make us free, the truth shall make us free,
The truth shall make us free someday;
Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe,
The truth shall make us free someday.
We shall live in peace, we shall live in peace,
We shall live in peace someday;
Oh, deep in my heart, I do believe,
We shall live in peace someday.
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Dixie's Land (1916 recording)
Lyrics:
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times they are not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land where I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Old Missus marry "Will-de-weaber,"
Willium was a gay deceaber;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
But when he put his arm around'er,
He smiled as fierce as a forty-pound'er,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Dar's buck-wheat cakes an 'Ingen' batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Den hoe it down an scratch your grabble,
To Dixie land I'm bound to trabble.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
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I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times they are not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land where I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Old Missus marry "Will-de-weaber,"
Willium was a gay deceaber;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
But when he put his arm around'er,
He smiled as fierce as a forty-pound'er,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Dar's buck-wheat cakes an 'Ingen' batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Den hoe it down an scratch your grabble,
To Dixie land I'm bound to trabble.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
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The Ants Go Marching
Lyrics:
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops to suck his thumb
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two,
The little one stops to tie his shoe
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three,
The little one stops to climb a tree
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four,
The little one stops to shut the door
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five,
The little one stops to take a dive
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six,
The little one stops to pick up sticks
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven,
The little one stops to pray to heaven
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight,
The little one stops to shut the gate
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine,
The little one stops to check the time
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten,
The little one stops to say "THE END"
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
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Swanee River (1915)
Lyrics:
"Old Folks at Home", by Stephen Foster, 1851
Way down upon de Swanee Ribber,
Far, far away,
Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber,
Dere's wha de old folks stay.
All up and down de whole creation
Sadly I roam,
Still longing for de old plantation,
And for de old folks at home.
Chorus
All de world am sad and dreary,
Eb-rywhere I roam;
Oh, darkeys, how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home!
2nd verse
All round de little farm I wandered
When I was young,
Den many happy days I squandered,
Many de songs I sung.
When I was playing wid my brudder
Happy was I;
Oh, take me to my kind old mudder!
Dere let me live and die.
3rd Verse
One little hut among de bushes,
One dat I love
Still sadly to my memory rushes,
No matter where I rove.
When will I see de bees a-humming
All round de comb?
When will I hear de banjo strumming,
Down in my good old home?
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She'll Be Coming Around The Mountain
Lyrics:
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be coming 'round the mountain, she'll be coming 'round the mountain,
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be ridin' six white horses when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be ridin' six white horses when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be ridin' six white horses, she'll be ridin six white horses,
She'll be ridin' six white horses when she comes, (when she comes)
Oh we'll all come out to meet her when she comes, (when she comes).
Oh we'll all come out to meet her when she comes, (when she comes).
Oh we'll all come out to meet her, oh we'll all come out to meet her
Oh we'll all come out to meet her when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas, she'll be wearing pink pyjamas
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes, (when she comes).
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes, (when she comes).
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes, (when she comes).
We will kill the old red rooster, we will kill the old red rooster
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes, (when she comes).
We'll all be shoutin' "Halleluja" when she comes, (when she comes).
We'll all be shoutin' "Halleluja" when she comes, (when she comes).
We'll all be shoutin' "Halleluja", we'll all be shoutin' "Halleluja"
We'll all be shoutin' "Halleluja" when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be comin' down a road that's five miles long, (when she comes).
She'll be comin' down a road that's five miles long, (when she comes).
She'll be comin' down a road that's five miles long, she'll be comin' down a road that's five miles long
She'll be comin' down a road that's five miles long, (when she comes).
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Alma Gluck - Old Black Joe
Lyrics:
Songwriters: LUTHER/PHILLIPS
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay
Gone are the toils of the cotton fields away
Gone to the fields of a better land I know
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
I'm coming, I'm coming
For my head is bending low
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
Oh-oh my head is bending low
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"
Old Black Joe, Old Black Joe, Old Black Joe
Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again?
Grieving for forms now departed long ago
I hear their gentle voice calling, "Old Black Joe"
Where are the hearts once so happy and free?
The children so dear that I held upon my knee?
Gone to the shore where my soul has long'd to go
I hear their gentle voice calling, "Old Black Joe"
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Rex Allen - Son, Don't Go Near The Indians
Lyrics:
Songwriters: MANN
(CHORUS)
Son, don't go near the Indians
Please stay away
Son, don't go near the Indians
Please do what I say
Since I was just a little boy
I liked to roam the hills
And to hear wild stories
About the Indians
Was my biggest thrill
I'd shout and yell
And holler like them
I wore moccasins on my feet
And I'd make believe
I was under a teepee
Every time I went to sleep
My hair was jet black
And I was twenty-one
Lots of pretty girls around
But the paleface maidens
Didn't thrill me none
Around my Cochise County hometown
(CHORUS)
One day I went to the reservation
And there by a shallow creek
Was a beautiful Indian
A-fetching water
And I just had to speak
She smiled at me then quickly left
But the next day she returned
And it wasn't very long
Til I told her how
The love in my heart burned
(CHORUS)
I told my daddy I'd found a girl
Who meant the world to me
And tomorrow I'd ask the Indian chief
For the hand of Nova Lee
Dad's trembling lips spoke softly
As he told me of my life
Twas then he said I could never take
This maiden for my wife
(Spoken)
Son, the white man and Indian
Were fighting when you were born
And a brave called Yellow Sun
Scalped my little boy
So I stole you to get even
For what he'd done
Though you're a
Full-blooded Indian, son
I love you as much as my
Own little feller that's dead
And, son, Nova Lee is your sister
And that's why I've always said
(CHORUS)
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Gene Sullivan - Please Pass The Biscuits
Lyrics:
( singers)
Just picture a lad, between Mom and Dad
Its Sunday the tables all set
There's uncles, there's aunts, and cousins galore
There's plenty of food to be et
The blessing is said, they reach for the bread
It's a feast a king could afford
There's clatter, there's chatter, but something's the matter
There's someone who's being ignored
(spoken)
Uh, would you please pass the biscuits?
Uh, would you pass the biscuits please?
Same thing ever Sunday since I can't remember when
Kinfolks all around the table and the biscuits at tuther end
I got a plate of chicken and taters, and a lot of stuff like that
All, all I need is a biscuit, but I wish you'd look where they're at
I guess I could reach across the table,
But that's ill-mannered, Mom always said
I wish I had a biscuit, I just can't eat without bread
Uh, would you pass the biscuits
Uh, excuse me, would you please pass the biscuits
All I want is a biscuit, nobody seems to care
If they wouldn't talk so dog-gone loud
They might be able to hear
Hot doggies, they're half-finished eatin' and I ain't even begun
I wish you'd look at them biscuits disappear, I'll be luck if I get a one
Same thing ever Sunday, always company to be fed
They're talkin' like they're wound up
Boy, I wish I had a piece of bread
HEY! Would, would, would you please pass the biscuits
It looks like somebody would notice that I ain't started eatin' yet
Sure be glad when they get their fill, and go into the parlor and set
Then, by golly, I won't have to use my manners
I'll just get a biscuit myself
Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle, there ain't a biscuit left
The only day of the week we get Sunday-fed
And they've et up all the biscuits
And, uh, I just can't eat without bread
(singers)
There's something the matter, no bread on the platter
And he just can't eat without bread
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Teen Angel-Mark Dinning-original song-1960
Lyrics:
Songwriters: SURREY, JEAN
Teen Angel.. Teen Angel.. Teen Angel..
woo woo
(verse 1)
That fateful night,
The car was stalled
Upon the railroad tracks.
I pulled you out
and we were safe,
But you went running back.
(Chorus)
Teen Angel, can you hear me?
Teen Angel, can you see me?
Are you somewhere up above,
And am I still your own true love?
(verse 2)
What was it you were looking for,
That took your life that night?
They said they found my high school ring
clutched in your fingers tight...
(chorus)
(verse 3)
Just sweet sixteen,
and now you're gone.
They've taken you away
I'll never kiss your lips again
They buried you today...
(chorus)(2x)
Teen Angel... Answer me... please...
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You Get A Line, And I Get A Pole Honey
Lyrics:
You get a line and I'll get a pole, honey
You get a line and I'll get a pole, babe
You get a line and I'll get a pole
We'll go down to the crawdad hole
Honey, baby of mine.
Yonder come a man with a sack on his back, honey (honey)
Yonder come a man with a sack on his back, babe (babe)
Yonder come a man with a sack on his back
Got all the crawdads in his sack
(Honey, baby of mine.)
The man feel down and he burst his bag, honey (honey)
The man feel down and he burst his bag, babe (babe)
The man feel down and he burst his bag
Along came the crawdads back in the bag ?
(Honey, baby of mine.)
You get, I'll get, honey
You get, I'll get, babe
You get, I'll get
We'll get
(Honey, baby of mine.)
--- Instrumental ---
What you goin' do when the sun goes dry , honey (honey) ?
What you goin' do when the sun goes dry, babe (babe)
What you goin' do when the sun goes dry
Sit on the back and watch the crawdads die
(Honey, baby of mine.)
You get, I'll get, honey
You get, I'll get, babe
You get, I'll get
We'll get
(Honey, baby of mine.)
You get a line and I'll get a pole, honey
You get a line and I'll get a pole, babe
You get a line and I'll get a pole
We'll go down to the crawdad hole.
(Honey, baby of mine...)
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