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Troubles
02:33
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Oh lordy me and oh lordy my
See when you haven’t got a dime
When your trouble's are so deep
You can't eat nor sleep
See when your troubles are like mine
See when your troubles are like mine
I asked the Captain for a job
He said, “Son what can you do?”
“I can line a track, I can ball the jack"
"I can pick and shovel, too"
"Pick and shovel, too"
Oh lordy me and oh lordy my
See when you haven’t got a dime
When your trouble's are so deep
You can't eat nor sleep
See when your troubles are like mine
See when your troubles are like mine
Oh lordy me and oh lordy my
See when you haven’t got a dime
When your trouble's are so deep
You can't eat nor sleep
See when your troubles are like mine
See when your troubles are like mine
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When a boy goes wrong and leaves his home
He’ll pass by the good of his town
Oh go lend him your hand & help him to stand
Be kind to a man while he’s down.
Forgive & forget there’s good in him yet
He’ll drink his sorrow to drown
Oh go lend him your hand and help him to stand
Be kind to man while he’s down.
When a man is down don’t pass him by
Just give him one smile
Oh go lend him your hand and help him to stand
Be kind to man while he’s down.
Forgive & forget there’s good in him yet
He’ll drink his sorrow to drown
Oh go lend him your hand and help him to stand
Be kind to man while he’s down.
When a hand is lent to a soul a soul that's almost spent
There’ll be a bright star in his crown,
Oh go lend him your hand and help him to stand
Be kind to a man while he’s down
Forgive & forget there’s good in him yet
He’ll drink his sorrow to drown
Oh go lend him your hand and help him to stand
Be kind to man while he’s down.
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Every Night When The Sun Goes In
Every Night When The Sun Goes In
Every Night When The Sun Goes In
I hang down my head, and mournful cry.
True love don’t weep, true love don’t mourn,
True love don’t weep, true love don’t mourn,
True love don’t weep, or mourn for me,
I’m going away to Marble Town.
I wish to the Lord that train would come,
I wish to the Lord that train would come,
I wish to the Lord that train would come,
to take me back where I come from.
True love don’t weep, true love don’t mourn,
True love don’t weep, true love don’t mourn,
True love don’t weep, or mourn for me,
I’m going away to Marble Town.
I wish to the Lord my babe was born,
and sittin’ on his daddy’s knee.
And me, poor girl, was dead and gone,
and the green grass growin’ over me.
True love don’t weep, true love don’t mourn,
True love don’t weep, true love don’t mourn,
True love don’t weep, or mourn for me,
I’m going away to Marble Town.
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Cora Dye
01:58
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It's been a year since last we met
We may never meet again
I have struggled to forget
But the struggle was in vain
For her voice lives on the breeze
And her spirit comes at will
In the midnight on the seas, her bright smile haunts me still
In the midnight on the seas, her bright smile haunts me still
I have sailed a falling sky
And I have chartered hazard's path
I have seen the storm arise
Like a giant in his wrath
Every danger I have known
That a reckless life can fill
Though her presence is now flown, her bright smile haunts me still
Though her presence is now flown, her bright smile haunts me still
At the first sweet dawn of light
When I gaze upon the deep
Her form still greets my sight
While the stars their vigils keep
When I close my aching eyes
Sweet dreams my memory fill
And from sleep when I arise, her bright smile haunts me still
And from sleep when I arise, her bright smile haunts me still
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Train On The Island
03:16
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Train on the island, hear the whistle blow
Go and tell my true love, I'm sick and I can't go (x2)
Train on the island, hear that whistle squeal
Go and tell my true love how lonely I do feel (x2)
Gonna build me a banjo, string it up with twine
The only tune that it would play, I wish that girl was mine (x2)
Train on the island, thought I heard it squeal,
Go and tell my true love I can't hold the wheel (x2)
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Johnson Boys
02:33
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Johnson boys went a-courtin'
Coon creek girl so pretty and sweet
They couldn't make no comversation
They didn't know where to put their feet
They didn't know where to put their feet
They didn't know where to put their feet
Johnson boys raised in the ashes
Didn’t know how to court a maid
Turn their backs and hide their faces
Sight of a pretty girl makes ’em afraid
Sight of a pretty girl makes ’em afraid
Sight of a pretty girl makes ’em afraid
Johnson boys went to the mountains
Johnson boys didn't mean to stay
They came back broke and hungry
Had no money for to pay their way
Had no money for to pay their way
Had no money for to pay their way
Johnson boys went a-huntin’
Took two dogs and went astray
Tore their clothes and scratched their faces
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
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I feel the shadows now upon me
And the angels beckon to me
Before I go dear sisters and brothers
Won't you come and sing for me
Sing those hymns we sang together
In that plain little church with the benches all worn
How dear to my heart how precious the moments
We stood shaking hands and singing a song
My burden is heavy my way has grown weary
I have traveled a road that is long
And it would warm this old heart my dear brother
If you come and sing me one song
Sing those hymns we sang together
In that plain little church with the benches all worn
How dear to my heart how precious the moments
We stood shaking hands and singing a song
In my home beyond the dark river
Your sweet faces no more I will see
Until we meet where there's no more sad parting
Won't you come and sing for me
Sing those hymns we sang together
In that plain little church with the benches all worn
How dear to my heart how precious the moments
We stood shaking hands and singing a song
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Sullivan's Hollow
02:25
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Trials dark on ev'ry hand, and we cannot understand
All the ways that God would lead us to that blessed Promised Land;
But He'll guide us with His eye, and we'll follow till we die;
We will understand it better by and by.
By and by, when the morning comes, When the saints of God are
gathered home,
We will tell the story how we've overcome; We will understand it better
by and by.
Oft our cherished plans have failed, disappointments have prevailed,
And we've wandered in the darkness, heavyhearted and alone;
But we're trusting in the Lord, and according to His Word,
We will understand it better by and by.
By and by, when the morning comes, When the saints of God are
gathered home,
We will tell the story how we've overcome; We will understand it better
by and by.
Temptations, hidden snares often take us unawares,
And our hearts are made to bleed for some thoughtless word or deed,
And we wonder why the test when we try to do our best,
But we'll understand it better by and by.
By and by, when the morning comes, When the saints of God are
gathered home,
We will tell the story how we've overcome; We will understand it better
by and by.
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11. |
Jenny Hang The Kettle On
01:59
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Jenny hang the kettle on,
the big one, little one,
Jenny hang the kettle on,
We'll all drink tea
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Parting Friends
02:47
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Farewell, my friends, I'm bound for Canaan
I'm trav'ling through the wilderness
Your company has been delightful
You, who doth leave my mind distressed
I go away, behind to leave you
Perhaps never to meet again;
But if we ever have this pleasure
I hope we'll meet on Canaan's land
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Simon Robinson Leeds, UK
www.simonrobinsonsounds.co.uk
Leeds based musician. Playing folk music from England and America on banjo and guitar.
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