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Groundhog
03:04
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Groundhog, oh groundhog, what makes your back so brown?
Well, I've been living in the ground so darn long
It's a wonder I don't drown, drown
It's a wonder I don't drown
And muskrat, oh muskrat, what makes you smell so bad?
Oh, I've been livin' in the mud so darn long
It's a mortified in my head, head
It's a mortified in my head
And red bird, oh red bird, what makes your head so red?
Well, I've been eating this corn so darn long
It's a wonder I ain't dead, dead
It's a wonder I ain't dead
And rattlesnake, oh rattlesnake, what makes your teeth so white
Well, I've been layin' in the sun so darn long
It's a wonder I don't bite, bite
It's a wonder I don't bite
Groundhog, oh groundhog, what makes your back so brown?
Well, I've been living in the ground so darn long
It's a wonder I don't drown, drown
It's a wonder I don't drown
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Froggie Went A-Courtin'
03:56
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Froggie went a-courtin’ and he did ride...Uh huh, uh huh
Froggie went a-courtin’ and he did ride, Uh huh, uh huh
Froggie went a-courtin’ and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousie’s door...Uh huh, uh huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousie’s door...Uh huh, uh huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousie’s door
Where he had been many times before
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
He took Miss Mousie upon his knee...Uh huh, uh huh
He took Miss Mousie upon his knee...Uh huh, uh huh
He took Miss Mousie upon his knee
And he said, “Miss Mousie will you marry me”
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Without my Uncle Rat’s consent...Uh huh, uh huh
Without my Uncle Rat’s consent...Uh huh, uh huh
Without my Uncle Rat’s consent
I wouldn’t marry the president
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat sides...Uh huh, uh huh
Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat sides...Uh huh, uh huh
Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat sides
To think his niece would be a bride
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Where will the wedding supper be?...Uh huh, uh huh
Where will the wedding supper be?...Uh huh, uh huh
Where will the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in a hollow tree
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
What will the wedding supper be?...Uh huh, uh huh
What will the wedding supper be?...Uh huh, uh huh
What will the wedding supper be?
Two green beans and a black-eyed pea
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
They all sailed off across the lake...Uh huh, uh huh
They all sailed off across the lake...Uh huh, uh huh
They all sailed off across the lake
But got swallowed up by a big black snake
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
There’s bread and cheese upon the shelf...Uh huh, uh huh
There’s bread and cheese upon the shelf...Uh huh, uh huh
There’s bread and cheese upon the shelf
If you want any more you can sing it yourself
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
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3. |
Five Hundred Miles
02:19
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If you miss the train I'm on,
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two
Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Away from home, away from home
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
Lord I can't go back home this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
Lord I can't go back home this a-way
If you miss the train I'm on,
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
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The Fox
03:40
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The fox went out one starry night
He prayed to the moon for to give him light
For he’d many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o,
Town-o, town-o
He’d many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
He ran til he came to a great big pen
Where the ducks & the geese were kept therein
He said, "A couple of you will grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o"
Town-o, town-o
A couple of you will grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o
So he grabbed the gray goose ‘round the neck
And threw an old duck across his back
And he didn't mind the quack, quack, quack
And the legs all dangling down-o
Down-o, down-o
He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack
And the legs all dangling down-o
Then old mother Brown jumped out of her bed
And out of the window she popped her head
Crying, "John, John the gray goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o"
Town-o, town-o
John, John the gray goose is gone
And the fox is on the town-o
So John he climbed to the top of the hill
And he blew his horn both loud and shrill
And the fox said, "I better flee with my kill
For soon they'll be on my trail-o"
Trail-o, trail-o
The fox said, "I better flee with my kill
For soon they'll be on my trail-o."
He ran til he came to his cozy den
And there were the little ones eight, nine, ten
They said, "Daddy, you better go back again.
It must be a mighty fine town-o"
Town-o, town-o
"Daddy, you better go back again.
It must be a mighty fine town-o."
So the fox and his wife without and strife
Cut up the goose with a fork and knife
And they never had such a supper in their life
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o,
Bones-o, bones-o
They never had such a supper in their life
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o
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The trees they do grow high, the leaves they do grow green
Plenty is the time my true love I have seen
Plenty is the hour I've watched him all alone
He's young but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, you've done me great wrong
You've married me to a boy who is too young
I'm twice twelve and he is but fourteen
He's young but he's daily growing
Daughter, dear daughter, I've done you no wrong
I married you to a great lord's son
He'll give you a child that you can wait upon
He's young but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, if you'll see it fit
We'll send him to college for one year yet
I'll tie a ribbon all around his head
To let the maidens know that he's married
One day I was looking o'er my father's castle wall
I spied the boys a-playing with a ball
My young one was the flower of them all
He's young but he's daily growing
At the age of fourteen, he was a married man
The age of fifteen, the father of a son
The age of sixteen, his grave it was green
For death put an end to his growing
The trees they do grow high, the leaves they do grow green
Plenty is the time my true love I have seen
Plenty is the hour I've watched him all alone
He's young but he's daily growing
He's young but he's daily growing
He's young but he's daily growing...
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The Riddle Song
02:23
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I gave my love a cherry that had no stone
I gave my love a chicken that had no bone
I gave my love a story that had no end
I gave my love a baby with no crying.
How can there be a cherry that has no stone?
How can there be a chicken that has no bone?
How can there be a story that has no end?
How can there be a baby with no crying?
Instrumental
A cherry when it's blooming It has no stone
A chicken when it's piping It has no bone
The story of I love you It has no end
A baby when she's sleeping there's no crying.
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The Golden Vanity
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There was a ship that sailed upon the lowland sea
And the name of our ship was the Golden Vanity
And we feared she would be taken by the Spanish enemy
As we sailed upon the lowland, lowland, low
As we sailed upon the lowland Sea
Then up spoke our cabin boy and boldly outspoke he
And he said to our captain, "What will you give to me
If I swim along side of the Spanish enemy
And sink her in the lowland, Lowland, low
And sink her in the lowland sea?"
"Oh, I will give you silver and I will give you gold
And my own fair young daughter your bonny bride shall be
If you will swim along side of the Spanish enemy
And sink her in the lowland, lowland, low
And sink her in the lowland sea"
Then the boy he made him ready and overboard sprang he
And he swam alongside of the Spanish enemy
And with his brace and auger in her sides he bored holes three
And he sank her in the lowland, lowland low
And he sank her in the lowland sea
Then quickly he swam back to the cheering of the crew
But the captain would not heed him for his promise he did rue
And he scorned his poor entreatings when loudly he did sue
And left him in the lowland, lowland, low
And left him in the lowland sea
Then roundabout he turned and swam to the port side
And up unto his messmates full bitterly he cried
"Oh, messmates, draw me up for I'm drifting with the tide
And I'm sinking in the lowland, lowland, low
I'm sinking in the lowland sea"
Then his messmates took him up but on the deck he died
And they sewed him in his hammock that was so large and wide
And they lowered him overboard but he drifted with the tide
And sank beneath the lowland, lowland, low
And sank beneath the lowland sea
And sank beneath the lowland, lowland, low
And sank beneath the lowland sea
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The Golden Glove
05:01
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Oh it’s of a young squire
In Tamworth we hear
And he's courted a nobleman’s daughter so fair
And offered to marry her
It was his intent
And the friends and relations
They’ve given their consent
Now a date it was chosen
For their wedding day
And a farmer he was appointed
For to give her away
But as soon as the farmer this lady did spy
Oh her heart was inflamed
And bitterly she did cry
And she turned from the squire
But nothing she said
And instead of getting married
She took to her bed
And the thoughts of the farmer
So ran in her mind
A way for to have him she quickly did find
Coat waistcoat and trousers
This young girl put on
And away she went a-hunting
With her dog and her gun
And she hunted around
Where the farmer did dwell
Because in her heart,
Oh, she loved him right well
Instrumental
And she oftentimes fired
But nothing she killed
Until this young farmer came into the field
And for to talk with him it was her intent
And with her dog and her gun
To meet him she went
“Oh I thought you would have been
At the wedding,” she cried
“For to wait on the Squire
And to give him his bride.”
“Oh no,” said the farmer,
“I’ll take a sword in my hand
If by honor I gain her whenever she commands.”
And the lady was pleased
When she heard him so bold
And she gave him a glove
That was made out of gold
She told him she found it,
She was coming along
As she went out a-hunting
With her dog and her gun
Instrumental
And now this lady's gone home
With her heart full of love
And she gave out a notice
That she’d lost her glove
“And whoever finds it and he brings it to me
Whoever he is then me husband shall be.”
And the farmer was pleased
When he heard of the news
And with a heart full of love to the lady he goes
“Oh lady, oh lady, I picked up your glove and I
Hope you will be pleased
For to grant me some love.”
“Oh, it’s already granted, I will be your bride
For I love the sweet breath
Of the farmer,” she cried
“I’ll be mistress of your dairy,
And I’ll milk all your cows
While me jolly old farmer
Goes whistlin’ on his plow.”
And it’s when they were married,
They told of the fun
How she’d gone out a-hunting
With her dog and her gun
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Shule Aroon
05:51
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Chorus:
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Time can only heal my woe
Since the lad of my heart from me did go
Oh, Johnny has gone for a soldier
I wish I were on yonder hill
It’s there I’d sit and cry my fill
Until every tear would turn a mill
Oh, Johnny has gone for a soldier...Chorus
Instrumental
I’ll sell my rock, I’ll sell my reel
I’ll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a coat of steel
Oh, Johnny has gone for a soldier...Chorus
I’ll dye my petticoat, I’ll dye it red
And around the world I’ll beg my bread
Til I find my love alive or dead
Oh, Johnny has gone for a soldier...Chorus
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One I Love
04:55
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Well, all my friends fell out with me
Because I kept your company
Well, let them say whatever they will
I love my love with a free good will
Chorus:
One I love, two he loves,
three he’s true to me
They tell me he’s poor
And they tell me he’s young
I tell them all to hold their tongues
If they could part the sand and the seas
Then they might part my love and me...Chorus
And it’s over the mountains he must go
Because his fortune is so low
With an aching heart and a troubled mind
For leaving his love so far behind...Chorus
Yet when I’m awake I take no rest
Until his head lies on my breast
And when I’m asleep, I’m dreaming of
My one, my own, my absent love...Chorus 2X
And It’s when the fire to ice doth turn
And when the icy seas do burn
And then the rocks do melt in the sun
My love for you has just begun...Chorus 3X...
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I wonder when I shall be married
Oh be married, oh be married
I wonder when I shall be married
For my beauty’s beginning to fade
My parents they are so willing
Oh so willing, oh so willing
My parents they are so willing
For they have four daughters besides
My father has forty good shillings
Oh, good shillings, oh, good shillings
My father has forty good shillings
And they shall be mine when he dies
My shoes have gone to be mended
Oh, be mended, oh, be mended
My shoes have gone to be mended
And my petticoat’s gone to dye green
And they shall be ready by Sunday
Oh, by Sunday, oh, by Sunday
And they shall be ready by Sunday
Oh say! Won’t I look like a queen
A cup, a spoon, and a trencher
Oh, a trencher, oh, a trencher
A cup, a spoon, and a trencher
And a candlestick made out of clay
Oh say won’t I then be a bargain
Oh, a bargain, oh, a bargain
Oh say won’t I then be a bargain
For someone to carry away
I wonder when I shall be married
Oh be married, oh be married
I wonder when I shall be married
For my beauty’s beginning to fade
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Old Joe Clark he made his mark when cotton was the king
Late at night in the pale moon light you could hear that banjo ring
It would ring out for the master, listening on the hill
It would ring out for the babies sleeping quiet and still
Round and round old Joe Clark
Round and round, I say
Round and round old Joe Clark until the break of day
When he came up from the belly of the ship of slavery
He was holding to his banjo but it was not on his knee
And someone said, "Now, here's a strong one and he can entertain
You can keep your banjo, but Clark will be your name"
Round and round old Joe Clark
Play just what I say
Round and round old Joe Clark
Or they'll carry you away
Instrumental
Well, he learned to play the melodies of Cork and County Claire
And he even played for Lincoln once, down in the courthouse square
Then he went to New Orleans, and they called it Dixieland
But everywhere that old Joe went, he was still a hired hand
Round and round old Joe Clark
Round and round, I say
Round and round old Joe Clark until the break of day
Round and round old Joe Clark
Round and round, I say
Round and round old Joe Clark until the break of day
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13. |
When I Was A Fair Maid
04:10
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When I was a fair maid about seventeen
I listed in the navy, for to serve the Queen
I listed in the navy, a sailor lad to stand
For to hear the cannons rattling and the music so grand
The music so grand, the music so grand
For to hear the cannons rattling and the music so grand
Well, the officer that listed me was a tall and handsome man
He said, "You'll make a sailor, so come along, my man"
My waist being tall and slender, my fingers long and thin
And the very soon they learned me, I soon exceeded them
I soon exceeded them, I soon exceeded them
Oh, the very soon they learned me, I soon exceeded them
Well, they sent me to bunk and they sent me to bed
To lie with a sailor, I never was afraid
But taking off my blue coat, sure it often makes me smile
For to think I was a sailor and a maiden all the while
A maiden all the while, a maiden all the while
For to think I was a sailor and a maiden all the while
Then they sent me to London for to guard the Tower
And I swearI I might be there 'til my very dying hour
But a lady fell in love with me, I told her I was a maid
And she went unto the captain and my secret she betrayed
My secret she betrayed, my secret she betrayed
Oh, she went unto the captain and my secret she betrayed
And the captain, he came up to me and he asked if this were so
Oh I dare not, I dare not, I dare not say no
"It's a pity we should lose you, such a sailor lad you made
It's a pity we should lose you, such a handsome young maid
Such a handsome young maid, a handsome young maid
It's a pity we should lose you, such a handsome young maid"
So, it's fare thee well, captain, you've been so kind to me
And likewise to my shipmates, I'm sorry to part with thee
But if ever the navy needs a lad, a sailor I'll remain
I'll take out my hat and feathers and I'll run the rigging again
I'll run the rigging again, I'll run the rigging again
I'll take out my hat and feathers and I'll run the rigging again
I'll run the rigging again, I'll run the rigging again
I'll take out my hat and feathers and I'll run the rigging again
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Skin and Bones
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oo, oo, oo, oo
oo, oo, oo, oo
oo, oo, oo, oo
There was an old woman all skin and bones, oo, oo, oo, oo
One night she thought she'd take a walk, oo, oo, oo, oo
The wind and rain blew on her face, oo, oo, oo, oo
She saw the bones all layin' around, oo, oo, oo, oo
She thought she'd sweep the old church house, oo, oo, oo, oo
She went to the closet to get her a broom, oo, oo, oo, oo
She opened the door but the lock wouldn't work, oo, oo, oo, oo
She tried it again, and BOO!
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Granny, will your dog bite, hen peck, cat scratch
Granny, will your dog bite, sow root the tater patch
Granny, will your dog bite, old grey goose hiss
Granny, will your dog bite, no, child, no
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Atwater-Donnelly Warren, Rhode Island
Aubrey Atwater and Elwood Donnelly, present delightful programs of traditional American and Celtic folk songs, a capella pieces, old-time gospel songs, dance tunes, and original works, blending gorgeous harmonies with guitar, Appalachian mountain dulcimer, mandolin, tin whistle, harmonica, banjo, bones, spoons, limberjacks, and Appalachian clog dancing and French Canadian footwork. ... more
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