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I was born long ago, in eighteen ninety four
I've seen many a panic I will own
I've been hungry, I've been cold, and now I'm growin' old
But the worst I've seen is nineteen thirty one

Oh those beans, bacon and gravy
They almost drive me crazy
I eat them 'til I see them in my dreams

I'll tell you the story of Billy The Kid
I'll tell you the things that this young outlaw did,
It was out in New Mexico long long ago
When a man's only chance was his old .44.

When Billy The Kid was a very young lad,
In the old Silver City he went to the bad
Way out in the West with a gun in his hand

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is like roses so fair
He's the prettiest face
And the neatest of hands
I love the ground on where he stands

Oh I love my love
And this he knows

Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
Her face is something wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the daintiest hands.
I love the ground on which she stands.

I love my love and whell she knows
I'll follow her where'er she goes.
I will write her a letter containing these lines:

Away, away, we're bound for the mountain,
Bound for the mountain, bound for the mountain;
Over the hills, the fields, and the fountain,
Away to the chase, away, away!

Rover, Rover, see him, see him;
Rover, Rover, catch him, catch him;
Over the mountain, the hills, and the fountain,

I've got a mule and her name is Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
She's a good old worker and a good old pal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

We haul'd some barges in our day
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay
We know every inch of the way

Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride
Uh huh, uh huh
Froggie went a courtin' and he did ride
Sword and pistol by his side uh huh, uh huh

Well he rode down to Miss Mousey's door
Uh huh, uh huh
He rode down to Miss Mousey's door

Mister Thompson calls the waiter, orders steak and baked potato
Then he leaves the bone and gristle and he never eats the skins;
The busboy comes and takes it, with a cough contaminates it
And puts it in a can with coffee grinds and sardine tins;
The truck comes by on Friday and carts it all away;
And a thousand trucks just like it are converging on the Bay, oh,

Garbage (garbage, garbage, garbage) Garbage!

[Chorus]
Irene goodnight,
Irene goodnight.
Goodnight, Irene, goodnight, Irene,
I'll see you in my dreams.

Sometimes I live in the country,
Sometimes I live in town.

Ah, my God what is this land of America?
So many people travelling there
I will go too for I am still young
God the Lord will grant me good luck there

You, my wife stay here 'til you hear from me
When you get my letter
Put everything in order

Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Chorus Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, glory, Halle
What's all that noise?
Hallelujah
Don't give up with that now

Glory, Halle
Who's that over in the corner?
Hallelujah

There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
He had a lovely daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
Oh, the truth to you I'll tell

Her sweethearts they were plentiful, she courted day and night
Until on Jackie Fraser she placed her heart's delight
Oh, she placed her heart's delight

Музыка: Hayes Слова: Robinson

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
Alive as you and me
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"I never died" says he.

"In Salt Lake, Joe, by God" says I,

John Brown's Body

John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
But his soul goes marching on.

(Chorus)

Last train to Nuremberg!
Last train to Nuremberg!
Last train to Nuremberg!
All on board!

Do I see Lieutenant Calley?
Do I see Captain Medina?
Do I see Gen'ral Koster and all his crew?

Oh Eve, where is Adam?
I see you've been kept
Out of the garden
And I said
Oh, Eve, where is Adam?
Now you've been kept
Out of the garden
I have wandered from shore to shore

1. Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,
Little boxes, little boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.

I got a girl in Arkansas, little Liza Jane
She sleeps in her kitchen
With her feet in the hall, little Liza Jane

Oh, won't you? Oh Eliza, little Liza Jane
Oh, won't you? Oh Eliza, little Liza Jane

I'm gonna marry her if I can

I'm gonna wrap myself in paper
I'm gonna daub myself with glue
Stick some stamps on the top of my head
I'm gonna mail myself to you

I'm gonna tie me in a little red string
I'm gonna tie blue ribbons too
Climb up into my mailbox

I've learned another song in anther language up in Moscow! There were playing a song on the radio and a very catchy chorus. I've found out the words were written by a six year old boy, it seems they had a children's art exhabit. And it was a typical six year old painting kinda big blue sky and big yellow sun in the middle of it. And two figures below. And he's written a poem and has put it on the bottom of the page:

May there always be sunshine
May there always be blue skys
May there always be mommy
May there always be me.

I've wrote it myself)

I'm riding on that new river train
I'm riding on that new river train
It's the same old train that brought me here
It's soon gonna carry me again

Oh, darling you can't love but one
Oh, darling you can't love but one
Oh, you can't love but one, and have any fun

One Grain of Sand
(Pete Seeger)

One grain of sand,
One grain of sand in all the world.
One grain of sand,
One little boy, one little girl.

When Great Grandfather was a gay young man
And Great Grandmother was his bride
They found a lot, a jolly little spot
Over on the old North Side
It sloped down toward the river, from River Avenue
Great Grandma said that it would give her
Such a lovely view
So they took a look in Godey's Ladies Book

I wish I had a bushel,
I wish I had a peck,
I wish I had a rope to tie
Around old Hitler's neck.

[Chorus (after each verse):]
Hey! Round and round Hitler's grave,
Round and round we'll go.

Words and music by Pete Seeger

Sailng down my golden river
Sun and water all my own
Yet I was never alone

Sun and water, old life givers
L'll have them where ere I roam

Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you
Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you
She laughed and replied, "Why
You silly blockhead"
Singing falla dingy-di do, whack fall de day

Oh, Sally, my dear
 it's you I'd be kissing

Snow, snow, falling down;
Covering up my dirty old town.

Covers the garbage dump, covers the holes,
Covers the rich homes, and the poor souls,
Covers the station, covers the tracks,
Covers the footsteps of those who'll not be back.

When the union's inspiration
through the workers' blood shall run,
There can be no power greater
anywhere beneath the sun;
Yet what force on earth is weaker
than the feeble strength of one?
But the union makes us strong.

Down in Alabama, 1955
Not many of us here tonight were then alive
A young Baptist preacher led a bus boycott
He led the way for a brand
New day without firing a shot

Don't say it can't be done
The battle's just begun

Now, if you want higher wages let me tell you what to do
You got to talk to the workers in the shop with you.
You got to build you a union, got to make it strong,
But if you all stick together, boys, it won't be long.
You get shorter hours, better working conditions,
Vacations with pay. Take your kids to the seashore.

It ain't quite this simple, so I better explain

Oh teacher, teacher why are you so poor?
Oh teacher, teacher why are you so poor?
When it comes to unions you’re an amateur

Now, unions are for workers but
A teacher has prestige
Oh unions are for workers but a
Teacher has prestige he can feed his kids on

I've traveled around this country
From shore to shining shore;
It really made me wonder,
The things I heard and saw.

I saw the weary farmer
Plowing his sod and loam;
I heard the auction hammer

The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o town-o,
Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town
Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town

He ran 'til he came to a great big pen

Да здравствует 15-ая бригада,
Которая себя покрыла славой

Мы сражаемся с маврами,
Наемниками и фашистами

Наше единственное желание:
Покончить с фашизмом!

"Песня пятнадцатой интербригады (Испания, 1936-38 гг.)"
Написана на основе песни испанских партизан "¡Ay, Carmela!", сражавшихся против Наполеона в 1808 г. Песню пятнадцатой интербригады, куда входил батальон им. Линкольна, исполняет американский певец Пит Сигер.
1938г. Исполняет: Pete Seeger Исполнение 1943г.

Перевод:

Да здравствует пятнадцатая бригада!
Румба, румба, румба ла,

It was back in nineteen forty-two,
I was a member of a good platoon.
We were on maneuvers in-a Loozianna,
One night by the light of the moon.
The captain told us to ford a river,
That's how it all begun.
We were -- knee deep in the Big Muddy,

We shall overcome,
We shall overcome,
We shall overcome, some day.

Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome, some day.

WHAT DID YOU LEARN IN SCHOOL TODAY
(Tom Paxton)

What did you learn in school today, dear little boy of mine?
I learned that Washington never told a lie
I learned that soldiers seldom die
I learned that everybody's free
That's what the teacher said to me

Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls have picked them everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?

Come all of you good workers,
Good news to you I'll tell
Of how the good old union
Has come in here to dwell.

припев:
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?

What wondrous love is this, o my soul
O my soul
What wondrous love is this, o my soul
What wondrous love is this that
Caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul
For my soul
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul