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 picked them, every one.
John Stewart. . Where are you going with the rain? Little boy, I wish that you'd explain.. I'm gonna take my friend, the rain, where he won't hear anyone complain..
When you've been away from the color of the sky. When you've been away for a long time. You will see it true, it's a different shade of blue. When you've been away for a long time.
Oh yeah. We are following the footsteps. Of those who've gone before. And we'll all be reunited. On that new and sunlit shore. . Oh, when the saints go marching in,.
I thought, I'd spend a week or two where we went last year. The little cottage and the lake that we held so dear. But the trees all seemed much greener, much greener than this year.
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..
Bury me beneath the willow. Beneath the weeping willow tree. When she hears that I am sleeping. Maybe then she'll think of me. . My heart is sad and I am lonely.
Paul Campbell. . Once in a year it is not thought amiss to visit our neighbors and sing out like this:. . Chorus:. We wish you a merry Christmas. (Repeat twice).
Tina singu le la vutae o,. Watsha watsha watsha.. *Tina*. Tina singu le la vutae o,. watsha watsha watsha.. *Tina*. Tina singu le la vutae o,. watsha watsha watsha..
Al Schackman. . Chorus:. Walkin' on this road to my town. Walkin' on this road to home.. Travelin' through these hills and valleys. Travelin' and I'm all alone..
John Stewart/Randy Cierley. . The yellow window's hanging on the bed across the wall. Well, always in the morning the yellowest of all. And the faces of the people in the window look so small.
Nick Reynolds/Adam Yagodka. . Ameniza bala la la, ameniza bala la, la, ameniza bala la, la, ameniza bala la.. . (Counter melody). Uta wena, uta wena, bawo we the uka da a banto kwakho. Waba dala, waba dala baba bini, bayindo da ne nha zana..
I've been away so long. Fought a war that's come and gone. Doesn't anybody know my name?. Doesn't anybody know his name?. . My sister's up and wed and mama's took to bed.
Where are you going. My little one, little one?. Where are you going. My baby, my own?. . Turn around and you're two. Turn around and you're four. Turn around and you're a young girl.
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.
Bob Dylan. . If today was not an endless highway. If tonight was not a crooked trail.. If tomorrow wasn't such a long time then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all..
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.
Bob Gibson. . I started on a journey about a year ago to a little town called Morrow in the State of Ohio.. I've never been much of a traveler, and I really didn't know that Morrow was the hardest place I'd ever try to go..
You've got a hunger in your heart. You've got a thirst within your soul. I'm gonna say. "Don't wait for another day, get to be redeemed". . If your days are dark and your night times are worse.
by Eddie Lund, c. 1950. (Many thanks to Big Wayne Shrubsall for researching and contributing these lyrics). . Aue tangni (pronounced "tanga") tagni tikake aue.