- Bay Of Mexico
Oo - 'round the bay of Mexico
Way up, Suzianna!
Mexico is the place I belong in
'Round the bay of Mexico
Wind from the East and it's blowin' strong
Way up, Suzianna!
Looks like a hurricane comin' along, well,
'Round the bay of Mexico
- Bimini
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini.
We were all sailors 'til the day our boat pulled in to Bimini Bay.
We tapped a keg. We loaded on. Woke up to find the boat was gone!
Chorus:
Send my bail down to Bimini. This town is wearisome. Got thrown in jail just for drinkin' Barbego rum, Barbego rum.
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin 'til I go down to Bimini.,
I recollect the other night, seems like there was a friendly fight.
It was a woman brought me grief. Her mother was the police chief!
- Blowin' In The Wind
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail before she can sleep in the sand?
How many times must the cannon balls fly before they are forever banned?
The answer my friend, is blowin' in the wind.
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky?
How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry?
- Charlie and the MTA
Spoken:
These are the times that try men's souls. In the course of our nation's history, the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the rights of men have been threatened. Today, a new crisis has arisen. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M.T.A., is attempting to levy a burdensome tax on the population in the form of a subway fare increase. Citizens, hear me out! This could happen to you!
(Eight bar guitar, banjo introduction)
Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charley,
On a tragic and fateful day,
He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,
- Coming From The Mountains
Ooh
We're comin' from the mountains,
Across the Northern plains
It's off to California,
Then back again to Maine
Singin' a song that you all know,
Then let your voices go
So sing it out, my
- El Matador
Aye, Torero, she is here. Aye, matador.
I feel her eyes, they are wide with excitement and fear.
I feel her heart, for it cries when the horns are too near.
I will be bold, brave, and swift will I be
And I will be numero uno, torero fino.
She'll dream tonight of me.
Ole, ole, ole! (Husted!) Viva el matador!
- Greenback Dollar
Some people say I'm a no-count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born travellin' man
Doin' what I think I should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think I should
And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
- Hope You Understand
John Stewart
Chorus:
I hope you understand I've a long way to go. Hope you understand because I told you so.
Well, as the people say, I will be comin' back this way, but until then, gal, you're on your own.
I'm not the kind of guy just for hangin' 'round. I'm bored to tears with this old town.
Well, if you behave, hey, I'll send you a card from Santa Fe but until then, gal, you're on your own.
- Leave My Woman Alone
[Chorus:]
If you don't want, you don't have to get in trouble
If you don't want, you don't have to get in trouble
Say, you'd better leave my woman alone
Well, I know you are a playboy
And you've got women all over town
Well, listen, buddy
- Lemon Tree
When I was just a lad of ten,
my father said to me,
"Come here and take a lesson
from the lovely lemon tree.
Don't put your faith in love, my boy,"
my father said to me,
"I fear you'll find that love is like
the lovely lemon tree."
- Long Black Veil
Ten years ago on a cold, dark night there was someone killed in the Townhall light.
There were few at the scene but they all agreed that the slayer who ran looked a lot like me.
Nobody knows. Nobody sees. Nobody knows but me.
The judge said, 'Son, what is your alibi? If you were somewhere else then you won't have to die.'
I spoke not a word though it meant my life for I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife.
She walks these hills in a long black veil. She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
Nobody knows. Nobody sees. Nobody knows but me.
- Mary Mild
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford
As it fell out on a cold winter day, the drops of rain did fall.
Our Savior asked leave of his mother, Mary, if He might go play at ball.
"Go up the hill," His mother said, "and there you will find three jolly children.
But let me hear no complaint of You when You come home again."
- Molly Dee
Here we go 'round again
Singing a song about Molly Dee
Far away, I know not where
She's the girl who waits for me
I got a gal in Tennessee
Sweetest little gal that you ever did see
Works all day in a cotton mill
She makes her gin in a bathtub still
- Oh, Sail Away
[Chorus:]
Just a-singin', (Once again now,) (Just a-singin',) (A-singin',) Ooo, sail away. Ooo, sail away.
A man would be a fool to spend all his money and have to go to sea once more.
But when those brown skin gals start callin' you honey, you'll be a sailin' from that shore.
[Chorus]
When we hit Trinidad, was there I met Marni. Don't you know we started drinkin' rum.
But now I feel so bad. She took all my money and now I sail with the mornin' sun.
So all ye sailor lads who want to go sportin', mark ye well what I do say.
- One More Town
Chorus:
If there's one more town, I'll be goin'. A fight for the winnin' I'll be there.
If there's one more song, I'll be singin'. I'm always goin' but I don't know where.
(Backing singers) Keep a movin' a movin' on
I spent seventeen YEARS in West Virginia. Eight more years just A-runnin' free.
But the girls back home in their blue gingham dresses only heard one thing from me.
- Rider
[Chorus]
Well, I know you, Rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone. (Repeat)
You're gonna miss your daddy rollin' in your arms.
Well, the sun's gonna shine on my back porch some day. I said (Repeat)
Then the wind from the river's gonna blow all my troubles away.
[Chorus]
- Seasons in the Sun
Adieu Émile, my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Adieu Émile, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
- Sloop John B
We come on the sloop John be,
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinkin' all night
Got into a fight (got into a fight)
Well, I feel so break up
I want to go home (I want to go home, so now)
Hoist up the John be's sails
- Speckled Roan
Jane Bowers
I used to ride a little old speckled roan. I told him lots of things I wouldn't have told at home.
I said to the speckled roan, said I, "I'm so lonesome I could die, but I ain't gonna stay lonesome very long."
I used to ride a little ole yellow dun. Mending fences, rode him in the rain and sun.
I said to the yellow dun, said I, "I'm gonna be rich or know the reason why. Gonna take my money to town and find the fun."
- Stay Awhile
Oh, we'll stay awhile to bide awhile
We'll never want to leave ya
Oh, we'll stay awhile to bide awhile
'Til we come back to see ya
As we were walkin' down to Wales one day
We chanced upon young Tommy Clancy
And we called to him, "Could you go a drink?"
- Stories Of Old
John Stewart
Chorus:
I don't want to hear your stories of old. Don't show me your golden chains.
For if there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain. Oh, then freedom's not your name.
You told me of a dream that I would surely like to see where each man could keep the wolves from his door.
Then I saw an old man without a dollar in his hand, saying, "You don't need me anymore.
- The Long Black Rifle
L. Coleman/N. Gimbel
Come closer, my love, and you'll hear my tale. It'll make you cold. It'll turn you pale.
It's a tale of a man's never ending love and the long, black rifle.
Chorus:
He wed a woman sworn to another and, in a rage, the other man
Shot him down with a long, black rifle, shot him down and away he ran.
- The Zombie Jamboree
Well, now
Back to back, belly to belly
Well I don't give a damn
'Cause it doesn't matter really
Back to back, belly to belly
At the Zombie Jamboree
Now hear me callin'
- Tom Dooley
Throughout history, there have been many songs written about the eternal triangle. This next one tells the story of a Mr. Grayson, a beautiful woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley. When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley must hang."
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you're bound to die
- Try To Remember
Try to remember the kind of September when life was slow and oh, so, mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September when grass was green and grain so yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September when you were a young and callow fellow.
Try to remember and if you remember, then follow, follow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that dreams were kept beneath your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that love was an ember about to billow.
- When I Was Young
When I was young and dreams were new,
I loved a girl who looked like you.
I saw her face in mountains stream.
I lingered there and lost myself in dreams.
But we were young and tossed away
Our precious love along the way.
We parted strangers, thoughtless and free