Mike Stewart. . Chorus:. You gotta sing out if you want to get to heaven. You gotta sing out, join in and pray.. Sing out if you want to get to heaven. Ask the Lord to show you the way and He'll show you if you pray!.
Richard Rogers/Lorenz Hart. . She was too good to me. How can I get along now? So close she stood to me. Everything seems all wrong now.. She would have brought me the sun, making me smile that was her fun..
I know I've got a secret,. And I know it's hard to keep it in,. This detonator's in my core, (ooh).. . If I can bring myself to breathe,. Exhale my heart onto my sleeve,.
Jean Ritchie/Lee Hays. . Chorus:. Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I know. Shady Grove, my little love, bound for Shady Grove. (Last time: Bound for Shady Grove. (Right on over to Lonesome Traveler).
You have come too far. Going back is closer to the start from where you are. There's too much at stake. There's no turning back when you've got everything it takes.
Don't you remember, Senora, when you had a love of your own?. You had a duenna, Senora, you had a kind chaperon. Didn't she sometimes, Senora, grant you a moment alone?.
Adieu Emile, my trusted friend. We've known each other since we were nine or ten. Together we climbed hills and trees. Learned of love and A B Cs. Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Jane Bowers. Chorus:. Sea fever, my mother called it. Sea fever, she knew that I had.. When the wind is blowing out of the singing South then will I be going, sea spray salty upon my mouth..
Scotch and soda, mud in your eye,. Baby, do I feel high,. Oh me, oh my,. Do I feel high. . Dry martini,. Jigger of gin,. Oh, what a spell you've got me in,.
I peeked in to say, "Goodnight". And I heard my child in prayer. "Please bring me some scarlet ribbons. Scarlet ribbons for my hair". . Searched all night, my heart was achin'.
Louis Gottlieb. . Rock-a-bout, rock-a-bout, rock-a-bout.. . Chorus:. Come on and rock-about my Saro Jane. (Repeat). Oh, there's nothing to do but to sit down and sing and rock-about my Saro Jane..
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. . We're sailin' 'cross the river from Liverpool. Heave away, Santy Anno. Around Cape Horn to 'Frisco Bay. 'Way out in Californio.
Dave Guard. . Ooo, Ooo, we're sailin' 'cross the river from Liverpool, heave away, Santy Anno.. Around Cape Horn to 'Frisco Bay, 'way out in Californio..
Down by the mission. San Miguel is a great house. Wherein dwell Don Carlos. And La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell. . I work at the ranch, I saddle her mare.
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart. . I got a gal, she's ten feet tall, sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall. Honey, let me be your salty dog..
Woody Guthrie. . Sally, Sally, Sally, don't you grieve. (Well-a, well now) (Repeat twice). And I told her not to grieve after me.. . Well, its when I'm gone, Sally, don't you grieve. (Repeat twice).
Ain't no use to sit and cry. You'll be an angel by and by. . Ain't no use to sit and cry. (Ain't no use to sit and cry). You'll be an angel by and by.
Rod McKuen. . The old gate is rusting in the rain. Children, comin' home from school, no longer skim their pebbles on the old town creek. That just around the bend becomes a pool..
John Stewart. . Can it really be that lone since I've been home to momma? Can it really be that long as the letters try to say?. I'm more lonesome right now than ever I remember. I'm more lonesome right now than I was yesterday..
I ain't asking to cry on your shoulder. I don't want to see your happiness folder. I gotta sing when things go wrong. I gotta sing a runaway song. . And I run.