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I was born about six thousand years ago
They ain't nothin' in this world that I don't know
I saw Old King Pharaoh's daughter find Little Moses on the water
And I can whip the man that says it isn't so

I saw Noah when he built that famous ark
I slipped into it one night when it got dark
I saw Jonah swallowed by the whale, and I pulled the lion's tail

Come all you good time people
While I've got money to spend
Tomorrow might be Monday
And I'd neither have a dollar nor a friend
Well I've got plenty of money in my pocket
My good time friends are around
But as soon as my pocketbook is empty
Not a friend on this earth can be found

Don't tell me your troubles
I got troubles of my own
Don't tell me your troubles
Just leave me alone

Leave me alone
Go on home

A miner was leaving his home for his work
When he heard his little child scream.
He went to the side of the little girl's bed;
She said, "Daddy, I've had such a dream!"
"Please, daddy, don't go to the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
For I never could live without you."

(We'll understand it all by and by)
Tempted and tried we're oft' made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long
While there are others living about us
Never molested, though in the wrong

Farther along we'll know more about it
Farther along we'll understand why

My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
And it weight not a penny's weight more
It was bought on the morn that my grandpa was born
And was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died

Does your conscience ever bother you
When somebody calls my name
Tries to think of all that I've gone through
And hang your head in shame

Someone came along and took my place
Then you gave me all the blame
You should go somewhere and hide your face

I'm groing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamour, tired of the size
I'm alway dreaming of roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore

Days are dark and dreary everwhere I roam
How I long for Mississippi and you
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's door

I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
Ain't got no hat, ain't got no shoes

The people here they treat me fine
The people here they treat me fine
They give me beer and they give me wine

I wandered again to my home in the mountains
Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free
I looked for my friends but I never could find them
I found they were all rank strangers to me
Everybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger
No mother or dad not a friend could I see
They knew not my name and I knew not their faces
I found they were all rank strangers to me.

Was in the spring
One sunny day
My sweetheart left me
Lord, she went away

And now she's gone
And I dont' worry
Lord, I'm sitting

Doc Watson - The Girl In The Blue Velvet Band текст

One night while out for a ramble the hour was just about nine
I met a young maiden in Frisco on the corner of Cherry and Pine
On her face there was beauty of nature and her eyes just seemed to expand
Her hair was so rich and so brilliant entwined in a blue velvet band

( banjo )

On a summer day, as the waves were rippling
By the soft and gentle breeze
Did a ship set sail with her cargo laden
For a port beyond the seas. Did she ever return?
No she never returned
And her fate was yet unlearned
Tho' for years and years there were fond ones waiting
For the ship that never returned.

Where was you when the train left town?
I's standin' on the corner with my head hung down.
Hey, the train carried my girl from town,
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
SPOKEN: That's kinda the way she sounded when she's rollin' away from the depot...

If I had a gun I'd let the hammer down,
Lord, I'd shoot that rounder took my girl from town.

From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green old flowing mountains to the south down along the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all
The regular combination on that Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call

I was born one mornin',
The rain a-pourin' down,
Heard my mammy say to my pappy,
"Let's call him John Henry Brown."
CHORUS:
Walk on, boy; walk on down the road;
Ain't nobody in this whole wide world
A-gonna help you carry your load.

God's given us years of happiness here
Now we must part
And as the angels come and call for you
The pangs of grief tug at my heart

Oh my darling my darling
My heart breaks as you take
Your lone journey