Too Much of a Good Thing. (Peggy Seeger). On Monday night he came to my door, and he made such a din.. ``Get up, get up you darling girl, and let your lover come in.''.
SUFFOLK MIRACLE. or SWEET WILLIAM'S GHOST (2). It's of an old and wealthy man. He had a daughter and her name was Ann. She were handsome, fine and tall.
SPRINGHILL MINE DISASTER. Dm C Dm C. In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia. Dm G Dm. Down in the dark of the Cumberland Mine. G C Am. there's blood on the coal and the miners lie.
Old Crumley. or I can do more work in a day than my wife can do in three. Old Crumley he began to swear. As the leaf grows on the tree, tree. That he could do as much work in a day.
MOVING ON SONG. (Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger). Born in the middle of an afternoon. In a horse-drawn wagon on the old A5. The big twelve wheeler shook my bed.
John Henry was about three days old,. sittin' on his papa's knee.. He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;. said, "Hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord..
JELLON GRAEME. Jellon Graeme sat in the wood, he whistled and he sang. He called for his servant boy who quickly to him ran. Hurry up, hurry up, my pretty little boy, as fast as ever you can.
DRAFT DODGER RAG. (Phil Ochs). I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town. I believe in God and Senator Todd and keeping old Castro down.
GREY COCK. Johnny he promised to marry me. I fear he's with some fair one and gone. There's something that ails him and I don't know what it is. But I'm weary of lying alone.
BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS. (Jimmy Driftwood; tune: Eighth of January, trad.). Well, in 18 and 14, we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Missisip.
FAIR ROSAMUND CLIFFORD. I have a sister, young Clifford, he said. A sister no man knows. She hath a color in her cheek. Like drops of blood in snow. Like drops of blood in snow.
COME FILL UP YOUR GLASSES. (Peggy Seeger). Come fill up your glasses with whiskey and beer. And drink a full glass to a happy new year. To our sisters and brothers,and may they live long,.
CHYLDE OWLET. Lady Erskine sits in her bower. A sewing her silken seam. A bonnie sark for Chylde Owlet. As he gangs oot and in. His face was fair, lang was his hair.
CHILD WATERS. I warn you all you ladies fair that do wear red and brown. That you don't leave your father's house to run with a boy from town. For here am I, a lady fair, I did wear red and brown.
BUTCHER'S BOY. She went upstairs to make her bed. And not one word to her mother said. Her mother she went upstairs too. Saying, "Daughter, oh daughter, what troubles you?".
You say I may have to find a new way,. How may I find the right way,. What shall I do if theres no way to go,. Do I have to build my own road,. Please show me the direction I should go, where shall I go?.
I was wandering, I was wandering through the mountains, towards the sea, to see you. And I was wondering, I was wondering if youd feel this, of course I did,.
I was in quest of my own felicity,. And on my way I met a pine cone,. We talked a lot and became friends,. Together we were looking for happiness,. I knew the way would be dangerous,.
He is standing in the crowd,. Everyone is listening to him,. Says no discussion is allowed,. But now they are still talking,. Crying out and threatening,.
Written by Sedaka and Howie Greenfield. They first offered it to The Fleetwoods,. who charted it at only #84 in 1959 as the flip of their smash "Mr. Blue".