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Wild Mountain Thyme O the summer time is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the purple heather Will ye go lassie, go? And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go? I will build my love a bower By yon clear crystal fountain And on it I will pile All the flowers of the mountain Will ye go lassie, go? And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go? If my true love she should die Then I'll surely find no other To pull wild mountain thyme All around the purple heather Will ye go lassie, go? And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go? Roll the Old Chariot Along Well a night on shore wouldn't do us any harm (x3) And we'll all hang on behind And we'll roll the old chariot along (x3) And we'll all hang on behind Well a nice glass of beer Well night with the girls Well a big pot of gold

The Lincolnshire Poacher When I was bound apprentice in famous Lincolnshire, Full well I served my master for more than seven years, Till I took up to poaching, as you shall quickly hear, Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year. As me and my companions were setting of a snare, Was then we spied the gamekeeper, for him we did not care, For we can wrestle and fight, my boys and jump out anywhere, Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year. As me and my companions were setting four or five, And taking on 'em up again, we caught a hare alive. We took a hare alive my boys and through the woods did steer Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year. I threw him on my shoulder and then we trudged home We took him to a neighbour's house and sold him for a crown; We sold him for a crown my boys, but I did not tell you where Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year. Success to every gentleman that lives in Lincolnshire Success to every poacher that wants to sell a hare Bad luck to every gamekeeper that will not sell his deer Oh 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year. Thousands or More The time passes over more cheerful and gay, Since we've found a new song to drive sorrow away. Sorrows away, sorrows away, sorrows away, Since we've learnt a new song to drive sorrows away. Bright Phoebus arises so high up in the sky With her red, rosy cheeks and her sparkaling eye, Sparkaling eye, sparkaling eye, sparkaling eye, With her red, rosy cheeks and her sparkaling eye. If you ask for my credit you'll find I have none, With my bottle and friend you will find me at home. Find me at home, find me at home, find me at home, With my bottle and friend you will find me at home. Although I'm not rich and although I'm not poor I'm as happy as them that's got thousands or more, Thousands or more, thousands or more, thousands or more, I'm as happy as those that's got thousands or more.

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South Australia In South Australia I was born heave away, haul away In South Australia round Cape Horn We're bound for South Australia Haul away you rolling kings Heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing We're bound for South Australia There’s one thing that now grieves my mind It’s to leave Miss Nancy Blair behind I’ll tell the truth and I’ll tell no lie I’ll love that girl ‘til the day I die As I was sailing round Cape Horn I wished to God I’d never been born And now I’m on a foreign strand With a bottle of whiskey in my hand I’ll drink one glass to the foreign shore And another to the girl that I adore So fare thee well and fare thee well And sweet news to my girl I’ll tell John Kanaka Naka I thought I heard the old man say John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Today, today is a sailing day John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Tu rye ay, boys, tu rye ay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay We’ll work tomorrow but not today John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Today, today is a holiday John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Tu rye ay, boys, tu rye ay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay We’re bound away for ‘Frisco Bay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! We’re bound away at the break of day John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Tu rye ay, boys, tu rye ay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay We’re bound away around Cape Horn John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! We wished that we had never been born

John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Tu rye ay, boys, tu rye ay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay Oh, haul away, oh haul away John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Oh, haul away and make her pay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay! Tu rye ay, boys, tu rye ay John Kanaka Naka Tu Rye Ay The Last Time [Chorus] This may be the last time This may be the last time, children This may be the last time May be the last time I don't know May be the last time we ever sing together May be the last time I don't know [Chorus] May be the last time we ever moan together May be the last time I don't know [Chorus] May be the last time we fellowship together May be the last time I don't know [Chorus] Hunting the Hare Oh the yelping of hounds, the skelping, Along the cover and out by the back! Oh the galloping, O the walloping! Oh the rush of the "gone away" Jack! Off like a feather he floats on the heather With Blackberry calling the tune in his track, Spot and Spider, and Beauty beside her, And then Red Rake and the rest of the pack. Now they've lost him and now they're finding him, Now he's winding 'em round by the stack! Hark! the horn! to the heights we follow 'em, Cheer and holler 'em forward or back. Ne'er such a frisker at fate cocked a whisker, Or bustled us brisker, than yonder old Jack. One more double across the stubble, And he's in trouble and tossed by the pack. Bay and gray are away to the stable, And jovial hunters the table attack; Meat we're munching and oats they're crunching, And pails they empty and bottles they crack. Here's to the master! no fairer or faster To steady the heady or screw up the slack! Here's to the hunt! and our glasses a-jingle With joy commingle - and here's to the pack!

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Amazing Grace Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved How precious did that Grace appear the hour I first believed Through many dangers, toils and snares we have already come T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far and Grace will lead us home. When we've been here ten thousand years bright shining as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise than when we've first begun. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. Jerusalem And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England’s mountains green? And was the Holy Lamb of God On England’s pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here Among these dark satanic mills? Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight, Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, Till we have built Jerusalem In England’s green and pleasant land. Moon River Moon River, wider than a mile, I'm crossing you in style some day. Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker, wherever you're going I'm going your way. Two drifters off to see the world There's such a lot of world to see. We're after the same rainbow's end-- waiting 'round the bend, my huckleberry friend, Moon River and me.

All Through The Night Sleep my babe no ill betide thee All through the night Guardian angels watch beside thee All through the night O’er thy cradle stars are beaming Silver bright the moon is gleaming Thou shalt tread the land of dreaming All through the night While the moon her watch is keeping All through the night While the weary world is sleeping All through the night O’er my bosom gently stealing Visions of delight revealing Breathes a pure and holy feeling All through the night Love to thee my thoughts are turning All through the night And for thee my heart is yearning All through the night Though sad fate our lives may sever Parting will not last forever There’s a hope that leaves me never All through the night While the earth in calm reposes All through the night Thou shalt sleep as sleep the roses All through the night Hush’d from sorrow and repining Rest until the sun is shining In my loving arms reclining All through the night Blue Moon Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for And then there suddenly appeared before me The only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me" And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own

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California Dreamin’ All the leaves are brown the leaves are brown and the sky is grey and the sky is grey I've been for a walk I've been for a walk on a winter's day on a winter's day I'd be safe and warm I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A if I was in L.A California Dreamin' California Dreamin' on such a winter's day day Stopped into a church stopped into a church I passed along the way passed along the way well, I got down on my knees got down on my knees and I pretend to pray pretend to pray You know the preacher likes the cold preacher likes the cold he knows I'm gonna stay knows I'm gonna stay California Dreamin' California Dreamin' on such a winter's day day All the leaves are brown the leaves are brown and the sky is grey and the sky is grey I've been for a walk I've been for a walk on a winter's day on a winter's day If I didn't tell her If I didn't tell her I could leave today leave today California Dreamin' California Dreamin' on such a winter's day day

Sloop John B We come on the Sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau Town we did roam. Drinking all night, got into a fight, Well, I feel so broke up, I want to go home. So hoist up the John B sails, Hoist up the John B See how the main-sail sets See how the main-sail Call for the Captain ashore, Let me go home, let me go home, Let me go home Let me go home I wanna go home home…. Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The first mate, he got drunk And broke in the Captain's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone? Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home So hoist up the John B sails, Hoist up the John B See how the main-sail sets See how the main-sail Call for the Captain ashore, Let me go home, let me go home, Let me go home Let me go home I wanna go home home…. Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The poor cook he got the fits And threw away all my grits And then he took and he ate up all of my corn. Let me go home, why don't they let me go home? This is the worst trip I've ever been on So hoist up the John B sails, Hoist up the John B See how the main-sail sets See how the main-sail Call for the Captain ashore, Let me go home, let me go home, Let me go home Let me go home I wanna go home home…. Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home I wanna go home home…. Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

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The Way You Look Tonight Some day, when I'm awfully low, When the world is cold, I will feel a glow just thinking of you... And the way you look tonight. Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft, There is nothing for me but to love you, And the way you look tonight. With each word your tenderness grows, Tearing my fear apart... And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart. Lovely ... Never, ever change. Keep that breathless charm. Won't you please arrange it? 'Cause I love you And the way you look tonight. Just the way you look to-night. Every Time We Say Goodbye Every time we say goodbye I die a little Every time we say goodbye I wonder why a little Why the Gods above me Who must be in the know Think so little to me They allow you to go When you're near there's such an air of Spring about it I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it There’s no love song finer But how strange the change From major to minor Every time we say goodbye When you're near There’s such an air of Spring about it I can hear a lark somewhere Begin to sing about it There’s no love song finer But how strange the change From major to minor Every time you say There’s no love song finer But how strange The change from major to minor Every time we say goodbye

Edelweiss Edelweiss, Edelweiss Every morning you greet me Small and white, clean and bright You look happy to meet me Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow Bloom and grow forever Edelweiss, Edelweiss Bless my homeland forever Frère Jacques Frère Jacques, frère Jacques, Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous? Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines! Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong. Crossing the Bar Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, When I put out to sea, when I put out to sea, And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; When I embark; when I embark; And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark;

But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Turns again home. Turns again home. When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home For-though-from-out-our born of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar. When I have crossed the bar When I have crossed the bar I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.

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Summertime Summertime, And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your mamma's good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're going to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a'nothing can harm you With daddy and mamma standing by Summertime, And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your mamma's good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry Swing Low Sweet Chariot 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. Chorus Swing low, sweet chariot Coming for to carry me home, Swing low, sweet chariot, 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 Chorus 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 Chorus

Oom Pah Pah! There's a little ditty they're singing in the city Especially when they've been On the gin or the beer If you've got the patience, Your own imagination Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! that's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! everyone knows They all suppose what they want to suppose When they hear oom-pah-pah!! Mister Percy Snodgrass would often have the odd glass But never when he thought anybody could see. Secretly he'd buy it, And drink it on the quiet, And dream he was an Earl with a girl on each knee! Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! that's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! everyone knows What is the cause of his red shiny nose? Can it be oom-pah-pah? Pretty little Sally goes walking down the alley, Displays her pretty ankles to all of the men. They could see her garters, But not for free-and-gratis An inch or two, and then she knows when to say when! Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! that's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! everyone knows Whether it's hidden, or whether it shows It's the same oom-pah-pah! She was from the country, but now she's up a gum-tree She let a feller feed her, then lead her along What's the good of crying? She's made a bed to lie in She's glad to bring the coin in, And join in this song! Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! that's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! everyone knows She is no longer the same blushing rose Ever since oom-pah-pah! There's a little ditty they're singing in the city Especially when they've been On the gin or the beer If you've got the patience, Your own imagination Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! that's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! everyone knows They all suppose what they want to suppose When they hear oom-pah-pah!!

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Scarborough Fair Are you going to Scarborough Fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; remember me to one who lives there. For she once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt. parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; without any seam or fine needlework, and then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; where water ne’er sprung, nor drop of rain fell, and then she'll be a true love of mine. Oh, will you find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; between the sea foam and the sea sand or never be a true love of mine. Oh, will you plough it with a lamb's horn, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; and sow it all over with one peppercorn, or never be a true love of mine. And when you’ve done and finished your work, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; then come to me for your cambric shirt, and you shall be a true love of mine. King of the Road Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let - fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. Third boxcar, midnight train Destination...Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suits and shoes, I don't pay no union dues, I smoke old stogies I have found Short, but not too big around I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. I know every engineer on every train All of their children, and all of their names And every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked When no one's around.

Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. Chattanooga Choo Choo Pardon me, boy Is that the Chattanooga choo choo? Track twenty-nine Boy, you can gimme a shine I can afford To board a Chattanooga choo choo I've got my fare And just a trifle to spare You leave the Pennsylvania Station ‘bout a quarter to four Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore Dinner in the diner, Nothing could be finer Than to have your ham an' eggs in Carolina When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar Then you know that Tennessee is not very far Shovel all the coal in, Gotta keep it rollin' Woo, woo, Chattanooga there you are There's gonna be a certain party at the station Satin and lace I used to call "funny face" She's gonna cry Until I tell her that I'll never roam So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home? Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home? Oh How Lovely Is the Evening Oh how lovely is the evening, is the evening When the bells are sweetly ringing, sweetly ringing Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong Birthday Round Birthdays are happy times And so we are here to wish you Very happy returns of the year

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Down by the Riverside Gonna lay down my sword and shield Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Down by the riverside I’m gonna lay down my sword and shield Down by the riverside I ain’t gonna study war no more Chorus I ain’t gonna study war no more I ain’t gonna study war no more I ain’t gonna study war no more I ain’t gonna study war no more I ain’t gonna study war no more I ain’t gonna study war no more Gonna lay down the bombs and guns Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Down by the riverside I’m gonna lay down all the bombs and guns Down by the riverside I ain’t gonna study war no more Chorus Gonna join hands the whole world round Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Down by the riverside I’m gonna join hands the whole world round Down by the riverside I ain’t gonna study war no more Chorus Let Us Sing Together Let us sing together, let us sing together One and all a joyous song. Let us sing together, One and all a joyous song. Let us sing again and again, Let us sing again and again Let us sing again and again, One and all a joyous song.

Essequibo River Oh the Essequibo River is the king of rivers all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh Oh the Essequibo River is the king of rivers all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh Somebody oh somebody oh Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo bo’sun is the king of bo’suns all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo bo’sun is the king of bo’suns all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo sailor is the king of sailors all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo sailor is the king of sailors all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo captain is the king of captains all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo captain is the king of captains all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo Judy is the queen of Judies all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo Judy is the queen of Judies all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo River is the king of rivers all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh The Essequibo River is the king of rivers all Buddy ta na na we are somebody oh Gaudeamus Hodie Gaudeamus, gaudeamus, gaudeamus, hodie! Gaudeamus, gaudeamus hodie! Gaudeamus, gaudeamus hodie! Gaudeamus, gaudeamus, gaudeamus, hodie! hodie! Dona Nobis Pacem Dona nobis pacem pacem, dona nobis pacem Dona nobis pacem, dona nobis pacem Dona nobis pacem dona nobis pacem

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When I'm Sixty-Four When I get older losing my hair, Many years from now, Will you still be sending me a valentine Birthday greetings bottle of wine? If I'd been out till quarter to three Would you lock the door, Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four? You'll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah) And if you say the word, I could stay with you. I could be handy mending a fuse When your lights have gone. You can knit a sweater by the fireside Sunday mornings go for a ride. Doing the garden, digging the weeds, Who could ask for more? Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four? Every summer we can rent a cottage In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear We shall scrimp and save Grandchildren on your knee Vera, Chuck, and Dave Send me a postcard, drop me a line, Stating point of view. Indicate precisely what you mean to say Yours sincerely, Wasting Away. Give me your answer, fill in a form Mine for evermore Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four? Round the Bay of Mexico It's 'round the Bay of Mexico Way, oh, Susianna, Mexico is the place that I belong in, Round the Bay of Mexico.

Been to sea for a month or more Lookin' forward to my time on shore The wind is high, the sky is blue Bound to anchor in a day or two I can see it all before my eye A big café and a bottle full o' rye Some beans and rice to soothe my taste I ain't gonna let nothin' go to waste

Nassau girls ain't got no comb, Comb their hair with a whipper backbone Goodbye gals of Nassau town, I'm bound away for the fishing ground Sound of Silence Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision, that was planted in my brain Still remains, within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed, by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs, that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, in the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd, in the sound, of silence. Make New Friends Make new friends but Keep the old One is silver and the Other gold

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Wayfaring Stranger I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world alone There is no sickness, toil or danger In that fair land to which I go I'm going home to see my mother I'm going home, no more to roam I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going over home I know dark clouds will hover on me, I know my pathway is rough and steep Beauteous fields lie right before me Where weary eyes no more will weep I'm going home to see my father I'm going home no more to roam I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going over home I'll soon be free from every trial This form will rest beneath the sun I'll drop the cross of self-denial Come back home to be with God I'm going home to see my saviour I'm going home no more to roam I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going over home Shalom Chaverim Shalom Chaverim Shalom Chaverim Shalom, Shalom

Le hit-ra-ot, le hit-ra-ot Shalom, Shalom!

Hey Ho, Nobody Home Hey ho, nobody home Meat nor drink nor money have I none Still I will be very very merry Hey ho, nobody home

This Train Is Bound For Glory

This train is bound for glory, this train. This train is bound for glory, this train. This train is bound for glory, Don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy. This train is bound for glory, this train.

This train don't carry no gamblers, this train; This train don't carry no gamblers, this train; This train don't carry no gamblers, Liars, thieves, nor big shot ramblers, This train is bound for glory, this train.

This train don't carry no liars, this train; This train don't carry no liars, this train; This train don't carry no liars, She's streamlined and a midnight flyer, This train don't carry no liars, this train.

This train don't carry no smokers, this train; This train don't carry no smokers, this train This train don't carry no smokers, Two bit liars, small time jokers, This train don't carry no smokers, this train.

This train don't carry no con men, this train; This train don't carry no con men, this train; This train don't carry no con men, No wheeler dealers, here and gone men, This train don't carry no con men, this train.

This train don't carry no rustlers, this train; This train don't carry no rustlers, this train; This train don't carry no rustlers, Sidestreet walkers, two bit hustlers, This train is bound for glory, this train.

When Jesus Wept

When Jesus wept the falling tear

In mercy flowed beyond all bound

When Jesus groaned, the trembling fear

seized all the guilty world around

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I’ll Fly Away Some bright morning when this life is over I'll fly away To that home on God’s celestial shore I'll fly away I'll fly away, oh glory I'll fly away in the morning When I die hallelujah by and by I'll fly away When the shadows of this life have gone I'll fly away Like a bird from these prison walls I'll fly I'll fly away I'll fly away, oh glory I'll fly away in the morning When I die hallelujah by and by I'll fly away Oh how glad and happy when we meet I'll fly away No more cold iron shackles on my feet I'll fly away I'll fly away oh glory I'll fly away in the morning When I die hallelujah by and by I'll fly away Just a few more weary days and then I'll fly away To a land where joys will never end I'll fly away I'll fly away oh glory I'll fly away in the morning When I die hallelujah by and by I'll fly away The Wild Rover I've been a wild rover for many a year And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, And now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the wild rover no more. And it's no, nay, never, no nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover, no never no more. I went to an ale-house I used to frequent And I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay Such a custom as yours I could have any day." And it's no, nay, never, no nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover, no never no more. I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight. She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest." And it's no, nay, never, no nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover, no never no more.

I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And if they forgive me as oft-times before Sure I never will play the wild rover no more. And it's no, nay, never, no nay never no more, Will I play the wild rover, no never no more. The Auld Triangle A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing And the mice were squealing in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal To start the morning a screw was bawling "Get up you bowsie and clean up your cell" And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal On a fine spring evening the lag lay dreaming The seagulls wheeling high over the wall And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal The wind was rising and the day declining As I lay pining in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal In the female prison there are seventy five women 'Tis among them I wish I did dwell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal The day was dying and the wind was sighing As I lay crying in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the Royal Canal Iko Iko My grandma and your grandma sittin' by the fire. My grandma told your grandma "I'm gonna set your flag on fire." chorus Talkin' 'bout, hey now (hey now) hey now (hey now) Iko, iko, unday chock-a-mo fee-no- na-na- ne, chock-a-mo fee-no-ne See that guy all dressed in green? iko, iko, unday He's not a man, he's a lov-in' machine chock-a-mo fee-no-ne chorus My flag boy and your flag boy were sittin' by the fire. My flag boy told your flag boy "I'm gonna set your flag on fire." chorus

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Lean on Me Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain We all have sorrow But if we are wise, we know that there's Always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend - I'll help you carry on For it won't be long till I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on Please swallow your pride if I have things You need to borrow For no one can fill those of your needs That you won't let show You just call on me brother When you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem That you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend - I'll help you carry on For it won't be long till I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on You just call on me brother When you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem That you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on If there is a load you have to bear That you can't carry I'm right up the road I'll share your load If you just call me Call me (rpt) Cockles & Mussels In Dublin's Fair City Where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheel'd her wheel barrow Through streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o! Alive, alive o!, alive, alive o! Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o!

She was a fishmonger But sure 'twas no wonder For so were her father and mother before And they each wheel'd their barrow Through streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o! Alive, alive o!, alive, alive o! Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o! She died of a fever And no one could save her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone But her ghost wheels her barrow Through streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o! Alive, alive o!, alive, alive o! Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive o! Oh, What A Beautiful Morning There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow. The corn is as high as an elephant's eye And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky. Oh, what a beautiful mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feelin' Everything's goin' my way. All the cattle are standin' like statues All the cattle are standin' like statues They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by But a little brown mav'rick is winkin' her eye Oh, what a beautiful mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feelin' Everything's goin' my way. All the sounds of the earth are like music All the sounds of the earth are like music The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree An' a ol' weepin' willer is laughin' at me Oh, what a beautiful mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feelin' Everything's goin' my way. Oh, what a beautiful day!

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen God rest ye, merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy

O Little Town of Bethlehem O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight O morning stars together Proclaim the holy birth And praises sing to God the King And Peace to men on earth For Christ is born of Mary And gathered all above While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love How silently, how silently The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear His coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him still, The dear Christ enters in. O holy Child of Bethlehem Descend to us, we pray Cast out our sin and enter in Be born to us today We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell O come to us, abide with us Our Lord Emmanuel Ding Dong Merrily On High Ding dong merrily on high, In heav'n the bells are ringing: Ding dong! verily the sky Is riv'n with angel singing. Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis! E'en so here below, below, Let steeple bells be swungen, And "Io, io, io!" By priest and people sungen. Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis! Pray you, dutifully prime Your matin chime, ye ringers; May you beautifully rime Your evetime song, ye singers. Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

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The Holly and the Ivy The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown Of all the trees that are in the wood The holly bears the crown The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a blossom As white as lily flower And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To be our sweet Saviour The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a berry As red as any blood And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To do poor sinners good The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a prickle As sharp as any thorn; And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ On Christmas Day in the morn. The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a bark As bitter as any gall; And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ For to redeem us all. The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly and the ivy Now both are full well grown, Of all the trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown. The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir

O Come All Ye Faithful O Come All Ye Faithful Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold Him, Born the King of Angels; O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. God of God, Light of light, Lo! He abhors not the virgin’s womb Very God, begotten, not created O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. See how the shepherds Summoned to his cradle, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh with lowly fear We too will thither Bend our joyful footsteps, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Sing choirs of angels Sing in exultation Sing all ye citizens of heav’n above; Glory to god in the highest: O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.

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Hark the Herald Angels sing Hark the herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled" Joyful, all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With the angelic host proclaim: "Christ is born in Bethlehem" Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!" Christ by highest heav'n adored Christ the everlasting Lord! Late in time behold Him come Offspring of a Virgin's womb Veiled in flesh the Godhead see Hail the incarnate Deity Pleased as man with man to dwell Jesus, our Emmanuel Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!" Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings Ris'n with healing in His wings Mild He lays His glory by Born that man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth Born to give them second birth Hark! The herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King!" Away In A Manger Away in a manger, no crib for His bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head The stars in the bright sky Looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay The cattle are lowing, the Baby awakes But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes I love Thee, Lord Jesus Look down from the sky And stay by my bedside ‘til morning is nigh. Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay Close by me forever and love me I pray Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care And take us to heaven To live with Thee there

Sussex Carol On Christmas night all Christians sing To hear the news the angels bring On Christmas night all Christians sing To hear the news the angels bring News of great joy news of great mirth News of our merciful King's birth

Then why should men on earth be so sad Since our Redeemer made us glad Then why should men on earth be so sad Since our Redeemer made us glad When from our sin he set us free All for to gain our liberty?

When sin departs before his grace Then life and health come in its place When sin departs before his grace Then life and health come in its place Angels and men with joy may sing All for to see the new born King

All out of darkness we have light Which made the angels sing this night All out of darkness we have light Which made the angels sing this night Glory to God and peace to men Now and forever more, Amen.

Greensleeves The old year now away is fled, The new year it is enterèd; Then let us now our sins down-tread, And joyfully all appear: Let’s merry be this day And let us now both sport and play: Hang grief, cast care away! God send you a happy New Year! The name-day now of Christ we keep, Who for our sins did often weep; His hands and feet were wounded deep, And his blessèd side with a spear; His head they crowned with thorn, And at him they did laugh and scorn, Who for our good was born: God send us a happy New Year! And now with New Year’s gifts each friend Unto each other they do send: God grant we may all our lives amend, And that the truth may appear. Now like the snake, your skin Cast off, of evil thoughts and sin, And so the year begin: God send us a happy New Year!

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See Amid the Winter’s Snow See amid the winter's snow, Born for us on earth below, See the tender Lamb appears, Promised from eternal years. Hail, thou ever-blessed morn! Hail, redemption's happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem Lo, within a manger lies He who built the starry skies; He who, throned in height sublime Sits amid the cherubim. Hail, thou ever-blessed morn! Hail, redemption's happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem Sacred infant, all divine, What a tender love was thine, Thus to come from highest bliss Down to such a world as this Hail, thou ever-blessed morn! Hail, redemption's happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem Teach, O teach us , Holy Child, By thy face so meek and mild, Teach us to resemble thee, In thy sweet humility! Hail, thou ever-blessed morn! Hail, redemption's happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem It Came Upon the Midnight Clear It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold: "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men From heavens all gracious King!" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world: Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hov’ring wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long Beneath the angel strain have rolled Two thousand years of wrong And man at war with man hears not The love-song which they bring O hush the noise, ye men of strife, And hear the angels sing! For lo! the days are hastening on, By prophet-bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years Comes round the age of gold, When peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendours fling, And the whole world give back the song Which now the angels sing. Noel Nouvelet “Noel nouvelet” we sing a newborn King With our earthly song the firmament shall ring. See how the love of God such joy doth bring “Noel nouvelet” for Christ the new born King. Shepherds from the fields, let gladness fill your mind. Go to Bethlehem the Lamb of God to find! Lo, from the sky the angel voices sing “Noel nouvelet” for Christ the new born King. Thus they left their sheep, and to the stable bare Came with haste and found Joseph and Mary there. With them they marvelled at this holy thing: “Noel nouvelet” for Christ the new born King. Soon the three wise men, who by a star were led, Journeyed from the East, and at the lowly bed Each bowed the knee and made an offering “Noel nouvelet” for Christ the new born King. Take my heart lord Jesus, who for me was slain Thou who on the cross hast borne my grief and pain Bringing me healing through thy suffering “Noel nouvelet” for Christ the heavenly King. “Noel nouvelet” we sing a newborn King With our earthly song the firmament shall ring. See how the love of God such joy doth bring “Noel nouvelet” for Christ the new born King.

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In the Bleak Midwinter In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. Our God, heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away When He comes to reign. In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ. Angels and archangels may have gathered there, Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; But His mother only, in her maiden bliss, Worshipped the beloved with a kiss. What can I give Him, poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb; If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part; Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart. Huron Carol 'Twas in the moon of wintertime when all the birds had fled That mighty Gitchi Manitou sent angel choirs instead; Before their light the stars grew dim and wondering hunters heard the hymn, Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria. Within a lodge of broken bark the tender babe was found; A ragged robe of rabbit skin enwrapped his beauty round But as the hunter braves drew nigh the angel song rang loud and high Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria. The earliest moon of wintertime is not so round and fair As was the ring of glory on the helpless infant there. The chiefs from far before him knelt with gifts of fox and beaver pelt. Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria. O children of the forest free, O seed of Manitou The holy Child of earth and heaven is born today for you. Come kneel before the radiant boy who brings you beauty peace and joy. Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria.

Coventry Carol Lully lullay, Thou little tiny Child, By, by, lully, lullay. O sisters, too, how may we do, For to preserve this day; This poor Youngling for whom we sing, By, by, lully, lullay. Herod the King, in his raging, Charged he hath this day; His men of might, in his own sight, All children young, to slay. Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee, And ever mourn and say; For Thy parting, nor say nor sing, By, by, lully, lullay. Lully lullay, Thou little tiny Child, By, by, lully, lullay. Silent night Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from heaven afar Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia! Christ, the Saviour is born Christ, the Saviour is born Silent night, holy night Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth

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While Shepherds Watched While shepherds watched Their flocks by night All seated on the ground The angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around "Fear not," he said, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind, Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind To you in David's town this day Is born of David's line The Saviour who is Christ the Lord And this shall be the sign The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed All meanly wrapped In swathing bands And in a manger laid All meanly wrapped In swathing bands And in a manger laid Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song "All glory be to God on high And to the earth be peace; Goodwill henceforth From heaven to men Begin and never cease! Goodwill henceforth From heaven to men Begin and never cease!” White Christmas I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten, and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white

Carol of the Drum Come, they told me Pa ra pa pa pum A newborn King to see Pa ra pa pa pum Our finest gifts we bring Pa ra pa pa pum To lay before the King Pa ra pa pa pum Ra pa pa pum Ra pa pa pum So to honour Him Pa ra pa pa pum When we come Little Baby Pa ra pa pa pum I am a poor boy too Pa ra pa pa pum I have no gift to bring Pa ra pa pa pum That's fit to give our King Pa ra pa pa pum Ra pa pa pum Ra pa pa pum Shall I play for you Pa ra pa pa pum On my drum Mary nodded Pa ra pa pa pum The ox and lamb kept time Pa ra pa pa pum I played my drum for Him Pa ra pa pa pum I played my best for Him Pa ra pa pa pum Ra pa pa pum Ra pa pa pum Then He smiled at me Pa ra pa pa pum Me and my drum (repeat 3 times)

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Once In Royal David’s City Once in royal David’s city, Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her Baby, In a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ, her little Child. He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall: With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Saviour holy. And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love; For that Child so dear and gentle, Is our Lord in heaven above: And He leads His children on, To the place where He is gone. Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see him; but in heaven, Set at God’s right hand on high; When like stars his children crowned All in white shall wait around. The King Good health, love and peace, be all here in this place By your leave we shall sing, concerning our King. Our King is well-dressed, in silks of the best In ribbons so rare, no king can compare. We have travelled many miles, over hedges and stiles, In search of our King, unto you we bring. We have powder and shot, to conquer the lot, We have cannon and ball, to conquer them all. Old Christmas is past, twelve tide is the last And we bid you adieu, great joy to the new

Deck the Halls Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Troll the ancient Yule tide carol, Fa la la la la, la la la la. See the blazing Yule before us, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Strike the harp and join the chorus. Fa la la la la, la la la la. Follow me in merry measure, Fa la la la la, la la la la. While I tell of Yule tide treasure, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Fast away the old year passes, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Sing we joyous, all together, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Troll the ancient Yule tide carol, Fa la la la la, la la la la.

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Around Me Brave Boys The anchors are weighed and the sails unfurled Roll down We're bound for to take you halfway round the world Walk around me brave boys and roll down In the white Bay of Biscay the seas will run high Roll down These poor simple transports, they'll wish they could die Walk around me brave boys and roll down [Chorus] And we will roll down Walk around me brave boys and roll down When the white coast of Africa, it do appear Roll down These poor simple transports will tremble with fear Walk around me brave boys and roll down When these great southern whales on the quarter do spout Roll down These poor simple transports, they'll goggle and shout Walk around me brave boys and roll down [Chorus] And we will roll down Walk around me brave boys and roll down And when we draw near to the New Holland strand Roll down These poor simple transports will long for the land Walk around me brave boys and roll down And when we arrive in Olde England's shore Roll down Those beds and these talents we'll make 'em to roar Walk around me brave boys and roll down [Chorus] And we will roll down Walk around me brave boys and roll down Then sweet ladies of Plymouth, we'll pay all your rent Roll down Go roving no more till our money's all spent Walk around me brave boys and roll down [Chorus] And we will roll down Walk around me brave boys and roll down

General Taylor Well General Taylor gained the day Walk him along, John, carry him along Well General Taylor he gained the day Carry him to his burying ground [Chorus] Tell me way, hey, you stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along Tel me way, hey, you stormy Carry him to his burying ground We'll dig his grave with a silver spade Walk him along, John, carry him along His shroud of the finest silk will be made Carry him to his burying ground [Chorus] We'll lower him down on a golden chain Walk him along, John, carry him along On every inch we'll carve his name Carry him to his burying ground [Chorus] General Taylor he's dead and he's gone Walk him along, John, carry him along Well General Taylor he's long dead and gone Carry him to his burying ground [Chorus]

Hanging Johnny They call me hanging Johnnie, Away boys, away! They call me hanging Johnnie, So hang, boys, hang. They says I hang for money, But hanging's not so funny; I hang the highway robber, I'd hang the lying copper; I'd hang a rotten liar, I'd hang a bloated friar; And then I hanged me granny I hung her up so canny I'd hang the mate and skipper I'd hang 'em by the flipper Come hang, come haul together, Come hang for better weather, I'd hang to make things jolly, I'd hang all wrong and folly;

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Something Good Woke up this morning feeling fine There's something special on my mind Last night I met a new girl in the neighbourhood, Something tells me I'm into something good (Something tells me I'm into something) She's the kind of girl who's not too shy And I can tell I'm her kind of guy She danced close to me like I hoped she would (she danced with me like I hoped she would) Something tells me I'm into something good (Something tells me I'm into something) We only danced for a minute or two But she stuck close to me the whole night through Can it be I'm falling in love? She's everything I've been dreaming of (She's everything I've been dreaming of) I walked her home and she held my hand I knew it couldn't be just a one-night stand So I asked to see her next week and she told me I could (I asked to see her and she told me I could) Something tells me I'm into something good (something tells me I'm into something) Something tells me I'm into something good (something tells me I'm into something) Something good, oh yeah, something good (something tells me I'm into something) Something good, something good, something good You Are My Sunshine The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken So I hung my head and cried. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are grey 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 and love another, You'll regret it all some day: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are grey You'll never know dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away

Johnny I Hardly Knew Ye

While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While goin' the road to sweet Athy A stick in me hand and a tear in me eye A doleful damsel I heard cry, Johnny I hardly knew ye.

Chorus

With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy nearly slew ye Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye.

Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are the eyes that looked so mild When my poor heart you first beguiled Why did ye scadaddle from me and the child Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.

(Chorus)

Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo Where are your legs that used to run When you went to carry a gun Indeed your dancing days are done Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.

(Chorus)

Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg Ye'll have to be put with a bowl to beg Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.

(Chorus)

They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurroo They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurroo They're rolling out the guns again But they never will take my sons again No they'll never take my sons again Johnny I'm swearing to ye.

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Still Haven’t Found What I’m looking For I have climbed highest mountains I have run through the fields Only to be with you Only to be with you I have run, I have crawled I have scaled these city walls These city walls Only to be with you But I still haven't found what I'm looking for But I still haven't found what I'm looking for I have kissed honey lips Felt the healing in her fingertips It burned like a fire This burning desire I have spoke with the tongue of angels I have held the hand of a devil It was warm in the night I was cold as a stone But I still haven't found what I'm looking for But I still haven't found what I'm looking for I believe in the Kingdom Come Then all the colours will bleed into one Bleed into one But yes I'm still running You broke the bonds And you loosed the chains Carried the cross Of my shame, of my shame You know I believe it But I still haven't found what I'm looking for But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

Down To The River To Pray As I went down to the river to pray Studyin’ about that good old way and who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord show me the way! O sisters lets go down Lets go down, Come on down O sisters lets go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studyin’ about that good old way And who shall wear the robe and crown Good Lord show me the way O brothers lets go down Let's go down, Come on down O brothers lets go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studyin’ about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good lord show me the way O fathers lets go down Let's go down, Come on down O fathers lets go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studyin’ about that good old way And who shall wear the robe and crown Good Lord show me the way O mothers lets go down Come on down, don't you wanna go down? O Mothers lets go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studyin’ about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord show me the way O sinners lets go down Lets go down, come on down O sinners lets go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studyin’ about that good old way And who shall wear the Robe and crown? Good Lord show me the way

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Scarborough Fair Are you going to Scarborough Fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; remember me to one who lives there. For she once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt. parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; without any seam or fine needlework, and then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; where water ne’er sprung, nor drop of rain fell, and then she'll be a true love of mine. Oh, will you find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; between the sea foam and the sea sand or never be a true love of mine. Oh, will you plough it with a lamb's horn, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; and sow it all over with one peppercorn, or never be a true love of mine. And when you’ve done and finished your work, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; then come to me for your cambric shirt, and you shall be a true love of mine. Factory Early in the morning factory whistle blows, Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes, Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light, It's the working, the working, just the working life. Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain, I see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain, Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life, The working, the working, just the working life. End of the day, factory whistle cries, Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes. And you just better believe, boy, somebody's gonna get hurt tonight, It's the working, the working, just the working life.

Morningtown Ride Train whistle blowing, makes a sleepy noise, Underneath their blankets go all the girls and boys. chorus Rocking, rolling, riding, out along the bay, All bound for Morningtown, many miles away. Driver at the engine, fireman rings the bell, Sand man swings the lantern, to show that all is well. chorus Maybe it is raining where our train will ride; All the little travellers are warm and snug inside. chorus Somewhere there is sunshine, somewhere there is day, Somewhere there is Morningtown, many miles away. chorus Sixteen Tonnes Some people say a man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bones A mind that's weak and a back that's strong You load sixteen tons what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the straw boss said (well a bless my soul) You load sixteen tons what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one morning it was drizzling rain Fightin' and trouble are my middle name I was raised in the canebreak by an old mama lion Ain't no high tone woman make me walk the line You load sixteen tons what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me coming better step aside A lot of men didn't a lot of men died One fist of iron the other of steel If the right one don't get you then the left one will You load sixteen tons what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store

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Here Is My Home Good friends from whom we now must part Where are we bound Your hands and voices lift my heart Here is my home Come darkness, come light Where are we bound Come morning, come night Here is my home For those who work in harmony Where are we bound Can learn to live in unity Here is my home Come darkness, come light Where are we bound Come morning, come night Here is my home If we can join ourselves in song Where are we bound Our hearts will live when we are gone Here is my home Come darkness, come light Where are we bound Come morning, come night Here is my home The spirit that finds music here Where are we bound Will sing forever in the air Here is my home Come darkness, come light Where are we bound Come morning, come night Here is my home Jerusalem And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England’s mountains green? And was the Holy Lamb of God On England’s pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here Among these dark satanic mills? Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight, Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, Till we have built Jerusalem In England’s green and pleasant land.

The Sausages of Lincolnshire Have you seen my lovely sausage, it was made in Lincolnshire It’s great with peas and gravy and a drop of Bateman’s beer Have you seen my lovely sausage it’s the longest in the world It’s one foot eight laid on the plate and two foot six uncurled Our sausages our sausages We love them all so dear Old England needs no roast beef While there’s sausage in Lincolnshire In Lancashire there’s hotpot and in Cheshire they’ve got cheese In Yorkshire they’ve got pudding, well they’re not hard to please In Lincolnshire there’s haslet and we like a slice of chine But best of all’s that sausage, because I know it’s mine Our sausages our sausages We love them all so dear Old England needs no roast beef While there’s sausage in Lincolnshire You can stuff your chipolatas likewise your hotdogs too With your saveloys and salamis, well you know what you can do I frown on your frankfurters and sod your saucisson While I’ve still got my sausage, I know I can’t go wrong Our sausages our sausages We love them all so dear Old England needs no roast beef While there’s sausage in Lincolnshire So come all you yellowbellies, from the Humber to the Nene We’ll sing in praise of sausages, the finest ever seen We’re proud of our traditions, handed down from long ago So we’ll hold on to our sausages and never let them go Our sausages our sausages We love them all so dear Old England needs no roast beef While there’s sausage in Lincolnshire

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You've Got A Friend When you're down and troubled And you need some love and care And nothing, nothing is going right Close your eyes and think of me And soon I will be there To brighten up even your darkest night You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer, or fall All you have to do is call And I'll be there - you've got a friend If the sky above you Grows dark and full of clouds And that old north wind begins to blow Keep your head together And call my name out loud Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer, or fall All you have to do is call And I'll be there, yes I will You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer, or fall All you have to do is call And I'll be there, yes I will You've got a friend You've got a friend

Runaway As I walk along, I wonder what went wrong, With our love, a love that was so strong. And as I still walk on, I think of the things we've done Together, a-while our hearts were young. I'm a-walkin' in the rain, Tears are fallin' and I feel a pain, Wishin' you were here by me, To end this misery And I wonder - I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder, Why - why, why, why, why, why she ran away, And I wonder, a-where she will stay-ay, My little runaway, run, run, run, run, runaway. I'm a-walkin' in the rain, Tears are fallin' and I feel a pain, Wishin' you were here by me, To end this misery And I wonder - I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder, Why - why, why, why, why, why she ran away, And I wonder, a-where she will stay-ay, My little runaway, run, run, run, run, runaway. Run, run, run, run, runaway. Nobody’s Fault But Mine Nobody’s fault but mine, nobody’s fault but mine. If I die and my soul be lost, ain’t nobody’s fault but mine. Well, now, I got a book I can read, I got a book I can read If I fail to read it, and my soul be lost, ain’t nobody’s fault but mine. Well, now, mother she taught me how to love, mother she taught me how to love If I fail to love, and my soul be lost, ain't nobody's fault but mine. Well, my daddy he taught me how to dance, daddy he taught me how to dance If I fail to dance, and my soul be lost, ain’t nobody’s fault but mine. Well, now, I got a song I can sing, I gotta song we can sing If we fail to sing and our soul be lost, ain't nobody's fault but mine

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Goin' To The Chapel Goin’ to the chapel And we're gonna get married Goin’ to the chapel And we're gonna get married Gee I really love you And we're gonna get married Goin’ to the chapel of love Spring is here (the-uh-uh) Sky is blue (whoah-oh-oh) Birds all sing As if they knew Today's the day We'll say "I do" And we'll never be lonely anymore Because we're Goin’ to the chapel And we're gonna get married Goin’ to the chapel And we're gonna get married Gee I really love you And we're gonna get married Going to the chapel of love Bells will ring (The-uh-uh) Sun will shine (whoah-oh-oh) I'll be his And he'll be mine We'll love until The end of time And we'll never be lonely anymore Because we're Goin’ to the chapel Monday, gonna get married Goin’ to the chapel Monday, gonna get married Gee I really love you And we're gonna get married Goin’ to the chapel of love (yeah-yeah-yeah) Goin’ to the chapel of love (yeah-yeah-yeah) Goin’ to the chapel of love

My Guy Nothing you could say could tear me away from my guy, Nothing you could do 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter, Like birds of a feather we stick together, I'm tellin' you from the start I can't be torn apart from my guy. Nothing you could do could make me untrue to my guy, (My guy) Nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie to my guy (My guy) I gave my guy my word of honour to be faithful, and I'm gonna, You best be believing I won't be deceiving my guy. As a matter of opinion I think he's tops, My opinion is he's the cream of the crop; As a matter of taste to be exact he's my ideal as a matter of fact. No muscle-bound man could take my hand from my guy. (My guy) No handsome face could ever take the place of my guy. (My guy) He may not be a movie star, but when it comes to bein' happy we are. There's not a man today who could take me away from my guy. No muscle-bound man could take my hand from my guy. (My guy) No handsome face could ever take the place of my guy. (My guy) He may not be a movie star, but when it comes to bein' happy we are. There's not a man today who could take me away from my guy.

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Three Little Birds Don't worry about a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right. Singin' "Don't worry about a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! " Rise up this mornin', Smile with the risin' sun, Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singin' sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin' "This is my message to you-ou-ou" Singin' "Don't worry 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right." Singin' "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! " Rise up this mornin', (ooh - eeh) Smiled with the risin' sun, Three little birds (ooh - eeh) Pitch by my doorstep Singin' sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin' "This is my message to you-ou-ou" Singin' "Don't worry 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right." Singin' "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! " Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right." Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no! 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! Somewhere Along The Road Somewhere along the road Someone waits for me Beyond these present storms that blow Waiting patiently No secrets held in an open heart A spirit that soars over mountains Somewhere along the road Someone waits for me Somehow a guiding light Always shows the way To those who lose their way by night Searching for the day A day away from happiness Tomorrow will bring a new sunrise Somewhere along the road Someone waits for me

Sometime when winds are still Unexpectedly Perhaps beyond this silent hill A voice will call to me Raise your eyes to see my world Raise your voice and sing out Somewhere along the road Someone waits for me One Love One Love, One Heart! Let's get together and feel all right. Hear the children cryin' (One Love!); Hear the children cryin' (One Heart!), Sayin': give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Sayin': let's get together and feel all right. Wo wo-wo wo-wo! Let them all pass all their dirty remarks (One Love!) There is one question I'd really love to ask (One Heart!) Is there a place for the hopeless sinner, Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own belief? One Love! (What about the one heart?) One Heart! What about oh oh? Let's get together and feel all right As it was in the beginning (One Love!); So shall it be in the end (One Heart!), All right! Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Let's get together and feel all right. Let's get together to fight this Holy Armagiddyon (One Love!) So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom (One Song!) Have pity on those whose chances grows t'inner; There ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation. Sayin' One Love! What about the One Heart? (One Heart!) What about the? Let's get together and feel all right. I'm pleadin' to mankind! (One Love!); Oh, Lord! (One Heart) Wo-oh! Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Let's get together and feel all right. Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Let's get together and feel all right.

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La Bamba Para bailar la bamba Para bailar la bamba Se necesita una poca de gracia Una poca de gracia pa(ra) mi pa(ra) ti Arriba y arriba Y arriba y arriba, por ti sere Por ti sere, por ti sere Yo no soy marinero Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan Soy capitan, Soy capitan Ba-ba-bamba Ba-ba-bamba Ba-ba-bamba Bah! Para bailar la bamba Para bailar la bamba Se necesita una poca de gracia Una poca de gracia pa(ra) mi pa(ra) ti Arriba y arriba Y arriba y arriba, por ti sere Por ti sere, por ti sere Ba-ba-bamba Ba-ba-bamba Ba-ba-bamba Israelites Get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed (oh oh) Poor me Israelites Get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed (oh oh) Poor me Israelites My wife an' my kids them a pack up an' a leave me Darlin' she said, "I was yours to be seen" Poor me Israelites Shirt dem a tear-up trousers a gone I don't want to end up like Bonny and Clyde Poor me Israelites After a storm there must be a calm You catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm Poor me Israelites A-poor, a-poor, a-poor, a-poor me Israelites A-poor, a-poor, a-poor, a-poor me Israelites A-poor, a-poor, a-poor, a-poor me Israelites

Tenting Tonight We're tenting tonight on the old camp-ground Give us a song to cheer Our weary hearts, a song of home And friends we love so dear. Chorus Many are the hearts that are weary tonight Wishing for the war to cease, Many are the hearts looking for the right To see the dawn of peace. Tenting tonight, tenting tonight Tenting on the old camp-ground. We're tenting tonight on the old camp-ground, Thinking of days gone by Of the loved ones at home that gave us the hand, And the tear that said, "Good-bye! Chorus We are tired of war on the old camp-ground; Many are dead and gone Of the brave and true who've left their homes; Others have been wounded long. Chorus We've been fighting today on the old camp-ground, Many are lying near; Some are dead, and some are dying, Many are in tears. Last Chorus Many are the hearts that are weary tonight, Wishing for the war to cease; Many are the hearts looking for the light, To see the dawn of peace. Dying tonight, dying tonight, Dying on the old camp-ground.

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Peat Bog Soldiers Far and wide as the eye can wander, Heath and moor are everywhere, Not a bird sings out to cheer us, Oaks are standing, gaunt and bare. [Chorus:] We are the peat bog soldiers. We're marching with our spades, To the moor. Tired, hungry, lost and wasting Trapped inside this prison dire Far from friends and no escaping We are caught behind the wire Slowly, weakly, lines advancing Toil amid the morning sun Sweat upon the soil unbreaking Mourning lost and lonely ones. Thoughts of home and hearth returning Parents, wife and children We shall dig while we are yearning Leave this prison, when oh when? Up and down the guards are pacing, No one, no one can get through. Flight would mean a sure death facing, Guns and barbed wire greet our view. But for us there is no complaining, Winter will in time be past. Then once more we stand together, "Homeland dear, you're mine at last!" [Final Chorus:] Then will the peat bog soldiers, March no more with their spades, To the moor John Ball Who’ll be the lady, who will be the lord When we are ruled by the love of one another Who’ll be the lady, who will be the lord In the life that is coming in the morning [Chorus] Sing, John Ball and tell it to them all Long live the day that is dawning And I'll crow like a cock, I'll carol like a lark For the life that is coming in the morning Eve is the lady, Adam is the lord When we are ruled by the love of one another Eve is the lady, Adam is the lord In the life that is coming in the morning

All shall be ruled by fellowship I say All shall be ruled by the love of one another All shall be ruled by fellowship I say In the life that is coming in the morning Labour and spin for fellowship I say Labour and spin for the love of one another Labour and spin for fellowship I say And the life that is coming in the morning All around my Hat All around my hat I will wear the green willow and all around my hat for a twelve month and a day and if any one should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it it's all for my true love who's far, far away. Fare thee well cold winter and fare thee well cold frost nothing have I gained, but my own truelove I've lost I'll sing and I'll be merry, when occasion I do see he's a false deluding young man let him go farewell he The other night he brought me a fine diamond ring but he thought to deprive me of a far better thing but I being careful like young lovers ought to be he's a false deluding young man let him go farewell he and All around my hat I will wear the green willow and all around my hat for a twelve month and a day and if any one should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it it's all for my true love who's far, far away. Quarter pound of reason and a half a pound of sense a small sprig of time and as much of prudence you mix them all together and you will plainly see he's a false deluding young man let him go farewell he and All around my hat I will wear the green willow and all around my hat for a twelve month and a day and if any one should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it it's all for my true love who's far, far away. All around my hat I will wear the green willow and all around my hat for a twelve month and a day and if any one should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it it's all for my true love who's far, far away.

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Christ Was Born In Bethlehem O Christ was born in Bethlehem O Christ was born in Bethlehem O Christ was born in Bethlehem And in a manger laid Oh He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud. Oh Judas he betrayéd him Oh Judas he betrayéd him Oh Judas he betrayéd him And sold him to the Jews Oh He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud. The Dukes they crucified him The Dukes they crucified him The Dukes they crucified him And nail'd him to a tree Oh He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud. So Joseph begged his body So Joseph begged his body So Joseph begged his body And hid it in a tomb Oh He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud. So Mary she came weeping So Mary she came weeping So Mary she came weeping To seek her blessed Lord Oh He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud. So down came an angel So down came an angel So down came an angel And roll'd away the stone Oh He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud. So don't you feel it's reason So don't you feel it's reason So don't you feel it's reason To preach to honest men That He arose Oh He arose Oh He arose and went to heaven in a cloud.

Time to Remember the Poor Cold winter is come, with its cold chilling breath And the leaves are all gone from the trees. And all seems touched by the finger of death And the streams are beginning to freeze. When the young wanton lads o'er the river slide, When Flora attends us no more, When in plenty you are sitting by a warm fireside: That's the time to remember the poor. The cold feather'd snow will in plenty descend And whiten the prospects around. The keen cutting wind from the North will attend And cover it over the ground. When the hills and the dales are all candied with white And the rivers are froze on the shore, When the bright twinkling stars they proclaim the cold night: That's the time to remember the poor. The poor timid hare through the woods may be traced With the footsteps indented in the snow, When our lips and our fingers are dangling with cold And the marksman a-shooting does go. When the poor Robin Redbreast approaches your cot And the icicles hang at the door, And when your bowl smokes reviving and hot: That's the time to remember the poor. The thaw shall ensue and the waters increase And the rivers vehemently grow; The fish from oblivion obtains its release And in danger the travellers go. When your minds are annoyed by the wide swelling flood And your bridges are useful no more; When in plenty you enjoy everything that is good Do you grumble to think of the poor? The time will come when our Saviour on Earth All world shall agree with one voice. All nations unite to salute the blest morn And the whole of the Earth shall rejoice. When grim death deprived of its killing sting And the grave rules triumphant no more Saints, angels and men Hallelujah shall sing Then the rich must remember the poor.

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When All Men Sing When snow transforms the hedgerow thorn And frost engilds the berry Good men and true the firelogs hew And in the inns make merry When singing all as with one voice It seems the very walls rejoice And merriment about does spring When all men sing. Chorus: Let every man so pitch his song To help his neighbour sing along To each and all contentment bring When all men sing. When lambs are seen and trees spring green Come forth in bloom the daisies For winters end our thanks we'll send At Easter-time sing praises Then with a will, yea one accord We'll raise our voices to the Lord And praise above our heavenly King When all men sing. When in the fields his scythe he wields Then hear his summer sound As man and boy their lungs employ The songs they echo round Rebound from hill and roof and spire Starting lowly building higher So surely then his scythe will swing When all men sing. When leaves they fall from elm tree tall Then every back must bend As young and old with courage bold Their efforts they expend Ensuring autumn's gifts are stored Afore cold winter winds is blowed Then comes and end to foraging When all men sing. Here's songs in season every year Some voices sweet with others strong Gently round ascending With harmonies a-blending In unison pours forth the song Uplifting beams of Inn or Hall And shaking plaster from the wall When all men sing.

Rolling Home Round goes the wheel of fortune, don't be afraid to ride There's a land of milk and honey waits on the other side There'll be peace and there'll be plenty, you'll never need to roam When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home chorus: Rolling home, when we go rolling home When we go rolling, rolling When we go rolling home The gentry in their fine array, they prosper night and morn While we unto the fields must go to plough and sow the corn The rich they steal the power, but the glory's ours alone When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home chorus The frost is on the hedgerow, the icy winds do blow While we poor weary labourers strive through the driving snow Our dreams fly up to glory to where the lark has flown When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home chorus The summer of resentment, the winter of despair The journey to contentment is set with trap and snare Stand to and stand together, your labours yours alone When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home chorus So pass the bottle round and let the toast go free Here's a health to every labourer wherever they may be Fair wages now or never, let's reap what we have sown When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home chorus

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Run I'll sing it one last time for you Then we really have to go You've been the only thing that's right In all I've done And I can barely look at you But every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere Away from here Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear Louder louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say To think I might not see those eyes Makes it so hard not to cry And as we say our long goodbye I nearly do Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear Louder louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say Slower slower We don't have time for that All I want is to find an easier way To get out of our little heads Have heart my dear We're bound to be afraid Even if it's just for a few days Making up for