There is treasure hidden there on the coast of California. El Diego hid it there when the clear ran aground. On the coast of California, deep within a cave that's never seen.
Travelin' down that coal town road. Listenin' to my rubber tires whine. Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore. I'm leavin' you behind. . I've been coal miner all of my life.
I'm goin' where them chilly winds don't blow. Gonna find a true love. That is where I want to go. Out where them chilly winds don't blow. . Sing your song,.
Dance to the circle, watch it grow. Turning like forever, movin' slow. It's only a moment, yes, I know. Children of the morning told me so. . Burn with the fire, make it bright.
Jules Fox/Sam Friedman. . Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, fly to my darlin' and take her my love.. . Take her a message. Tell her I'm blue. Tell her I'm lonely but faithful and true..
Paul Stookey/Peter Yarrow. . Chorus:. C'mon, Betty, home. Come on the very next train. You've been gone so lonesome long. I hardly know my name. I hardly know my name..
I asked her what she wanted this year for our anniversary. She thought about it long and hard and then she said to me. "Id really like a divorce, think I've finally had enough".
Well, he wanted someone firmer and he wanted someone younger. And he always had a thing for blondes. As it happened, his new secretary. Happened to be all that rolled into one.
I'm headed for the bluegrass state goin' back where the livin's great. Though my body left one day my mind's never been away from Kentucky Kentucky. Back to the place where I was raised I bet enough that Boone County's changed.
Now I'd looked at you, old clock for a long time. And each glance makes a change for the worse. 'Cause you just keep moving me towards tomorrow. But I wish you would run in reverse.
Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy. Red Foley. . Have you ever passed the corner of 4th and Grand. Where a little ball of rhythm has a shoeshine stand. The people gather round and they clap their hands he's a great big bundle of joy.
Circle on the Cross. By: Keni Thomas. (with Kenny Rogers). . Daddy got the call sometime in the summer of 69. Did his tour in the war. But the home he was fighting for.
Oh baby you look tired and baby you look beat. Seems like you've been working eight days a week. Baby take a break from all you've been thinking of. Come into my cradle of love.
I watched the taxi take her away. Through the window she4 was waving goodby. There wan't much left to say. Her last "I love you" was a lie. Did she leave me for somebody else.
If you see me walking round in circles if you see me staring at the sky. If you think that I still miss you since you left me. Congratulations you're absolutely right.
Now that our mountain is growing. With people hungry for wealth. How come it's you that's a going. And I'm left all alone by myself?. . We used to hunt the cool caverns.
(Susanna Clark/Richard Leigh). My daddy told me when I was a young girl. A lesson he learned, it was a long time ago. If you want to have someone to hold onto.
Travelin' on down that coal town road. Listen to my rubber tires whine. Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore. I'm leavin' you behind. . Oh, I've been a coal miner all my life.
Hey there little cactus flower your ways are sharper than a knife. And they cause the heart to bleed. You think that love is flower well baby you abused the right to rule over me.
(Adapted and Arranged by Dougie MacLean and Kathy Mattea). (Translation by Kenna Campbell). My love, my treasured one are you. My sweet and lovely son are you.