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From Boston Town, we're bound away
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Around Cape Horn to Frisco Bay
We're bound for Californi-o

So heave her up and away we'll go
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Heave her up and away we'll go

We are almost down to the shore

Peter, Peter on the sea
Drop your nets and follow me
We are almost down to the shore

Fight on, fight on
Children don't turn back

Песня черных рабов Юга, бежавших на Север, где не было рабства.

Ричи Хэвэнс: «Следуй за тыквенной бутылью». В этих загадочных словах – подсказка для беглых рабов. Двигаться они могли только по ночам, и Тыквенная бутыль – так они называли Большую Медведицу – указывала путь на Север. Были на этом пути надежные пристанища. Негры называли этот путь «подпольной дорогой».

When the sun goes back and the first quail calls
Follow the drinkin' gourd
The old man is a-waiting for to carry you to freedom
Follow the drinkin' gourd

Goodnight, Irene
Gordon Jenkins & his orchestra & The Weavers
(chorus)
Irene, goodnight,
Irene, goodnight,
Goodnight, Irene,
Goodnight, Irene,
I'll see you in my dreams.

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

Last Saturday night I got married.
Me and my wife settled down.

Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me

Now you get up in the morning, you hear the ding dong ring
And you go marching to the table, you see the same old thing
Well it's on the table, a knife a fork and the pan
If you say anything about it, you're in trouble with the man

I am a lonely and a lonesome traveler
I am a lonely and a lonesome traveler
Well I am a lonely and a lonesome traveler
I've been a traveling on

I travel here and then I travel yonder well
I travel here and then I travel yonder well
I travel here and then I travel yonder well

Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to all on that day?
Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to?
Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to?
Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to all on that day?
Run to the moon, "Moon, won't you hide me?"
Run to the sea, "Sea, won't you hide me?"
Run to the sun, "Sun, won't you hide me all on that day?"
Lord said, "Sinner man, moon'll be a bleeding"

This Land Is Your Land Lyrics

Well I rode that ribbon highway
I saw above me the endless sky
I saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me

I've roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps

Эта песня - обработка зулусской песни "Mbube" группы Solomon Linda and Evening Birds. Автор обработки Пит Сиджер. Песня была исполнена и записана группой Weavers 1951 году. Слова так же написаны Сиджером.