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from The Brothers Four - In Person / Cross-Country Concert [box] (1999)
(Shel Silverstein)
Well, they're buildin' the gallows outside this jail. I've got 25 minutes to go. And the whole towns waiting just to hear me wail. There's 24 minutes to go. Well, they give me some beans for my last meal. 23 minutes to go. And nobody asked me how I feel. 22 minutes to go. So, I sent for the Gov'nor and the whole darned bunch. 21 minutes to go. And I call up the Mayor, but he's out to lunch. I got 20 more minutes to go. Then, the Sheriff said, "Boy, I wanna watch you die." You've got 19 minutes to go. So I laughed in his face... and I spit in his eye. I got 18 minutes to go. Then I called up the Warden to hear my plea. I've got 17 minute to go. He said, "Call me back in a week or three. You've got 16 minutes to go. Now, my lawyer says he's sorry that he missed my case. I've got 15 minutes to go. Well, if you're so sorry, come and take my place. I got 14 minutes to go. Now, here comes the padre to save my soul. With 13 minutes to go. And he's talkin' about burnin', but I'm so cold. I've got 12 minutes to go. Now they're testin' the trap. And it chills my spine. 11 more minutes to go. And the trap and the rope, ah they works just fine. I've got 10 minutes to go. Well, I'm a-waitin' for the pardon, gonna set me free With 9 minutes to go. But this ain't the movies, so forget about me. I got 8 minutes to go. Now I'm climbin' up the ladder to the scaffold there With 7 minutes to go. Now I'd better watch my step or else I'll break my leg. I got 6 minutes to go. With my feet on the trap and my head in the noose 5 minutes to go. Won't someone come and cut me loose. I got 4 minutes to go. I can see the mountains, see the sky. 3 minutes to go. And it's too darned pretty for a man don't wanna die. I got 2 minutes to go. I can hear the buzzards, hear the crows. 1 minute to go. And now I'm swingin' and here I gooooooooo... |
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from The Brothers Four - In Person / Cross-Country Concert [box] (1999)
Once there were greenfields
Kissed by the sun Once there were valleys Where rivers used to run Once there were blue skies With white clouds high above Once they were part of An everlasting love We were the lovers who strolled Through greenfields. Greenfields are gone now Parched by the sun Gone from the valleys Where rivers used to run Gone with the cold wind That swept in through to my heart Gone with the lovers Who let their dreams depart Where are the greenfields that we Used to roam. I'll never know what made you run away How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day I only know there's nothing here for me Nothing in this wild world left for me to see. But I'll keep on waiting 'Til you return I'll keep on waiting Until the day you learn You can't be happy When your heart's on a roam You can't be happy Until you bring it home Home to the greenfields and me Once again. |
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from The Brothers Four - In Person / Cross-Country Concert [box] (1999) | |||||
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from The Brothers Four - In Person / Cross-Country Concert [box] (1999)
(Harry Belafonte and Lord Burgess)
This is my island in the sun Where my people have toiled since time begun I may sail on many a sea Her shores will always be home to me. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. When morning breaks the heaven on high I lift my heavy load to the sky Sun comes down with a burning glow Mingles my sweat with the earth below. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. I see woman on bended knee Cutting cane for her family I see man at the water side Casting nets at the surging tide. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. I hope the day will never come That I can't awake to the sound of drum Never let me miss carnival With calypso songs philosophical. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. Sad the time, I'll ever miss The gay colored skirts as they turn and twist Let me always hear soft guitars And a maiden's voice 'neath a thousand stars. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. Lyrics for the Swedish version: (Swedish lyrics by Bo Goran Edling) Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag seglade pa Caribien Det var den forsta resan ditut Dar sol och sommar ej kan ta slut. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag traffade den som blev min van Hon var sa skon som nagon kan bli Och djupt foralskade det var vi. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag reste min vag fran dig igen Men alla minnen haller mig kvar Hos dig och lyckliga unga dar. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Du ska veta att jag har saknat den aren har gatt, nu reser jag dit, Till on dar solen gor sanden vit. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Lyrics for the Dutch version: O eiland in de zon, waar ik liep Aan mijn vaders hand Niets bindt mij met zo'n sterke band Als jouw wouden, beken en palmenstrand. Geef mij m'n eiland in de zon Waar ik vroeger zo zorg'loos spelen kon 'k Zwerf soms duizend mijlen van huis Maar voel m'alleen op m'n eiland thuis. Ik hoor tam-tams; ze dreunen door 't woud Waar een der stamman een dansfeest houdt Ik zie vrouwen en hoor hun lied Bij het snijden van het suikerriet. Lyrics for the German version: (German lyrics by Kurt Feltz) Ich gruss´ meine Insel im Sonnenlicht, das sich silbern und hell im Morgen bricht. Ich gruss´ der Heimat flimmernden Sand, die braune Hutte am Meeresstrand. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich denk´ an Last und Pein und Not, an den Ruf der Trommel im Abendrot; ich denk´ an dich und dein Schattenbild, das sich in goldene Traume hullt. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich seh´ sie knie´n im hohen Rohr Und hore von fern der Freiheit Chor. Ich seh´ die Hand, die zum Himmel weist Und fuhle den Schmerz der Heimweh heisst. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich hoffe, dass bald die Stunde schlagt, da mich ein Schiff zu der Insel tragt; warten auch Last und Not und Pein, dort will ich still und zufrieden sein. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. |
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from Alright! 386 (2000)
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 was yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were a tender and callow fellow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow. Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow Try to remember the time of September When love was an ember about to billow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow. Deep in December It's nice to remember Although you know the snow will follow Deep in December It's nice to remember The fire of September that made us mellow Deep in December our hearts should remember And follow, follow, follow... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000) | |||||
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
I looked over Jordan
And what did I see, Comin' for to carry me home A band of angels Comin' after me Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home. Comin' for to carry me home. If you get there Before I do Comin' for to carry me home Tell all my friends I'll be there soon Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home. Comin' for to carry me home. Sometimes I'm up Sometimes I'm down Comin' for to carry me home But still my soul Feels judgement bound Comin' for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home. Comin' for to carry me home. Comin' for to carry me home... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Fred Brooks)
Wake up, wake up Darlin' Cora Wanna see you one more time The sheriff and his hound dogs a coming I gotta move on down the line. I don't know why darlin' Cora Don't know what the reason can be But I never had found a single town Where me and my boss-man agree. I ain't a man to be played with I ain't nobody's toy Been working for my pay for a long, long time How come he still calls me boy. Well I'd rather drink muddy water And sleep in a hollowed out log Than to hang around in this old town And be treated like a dirty dog. Well I whopped that man darlin' Cora And he fell down where he stood Don't know if I was wrong darlin' Cora But Lord it sure felt good. If it wasn't so dark darlin' Cora You'd see tears trickling down my face It breaks my heart darlin' Cora But I got to leave this place. Wake up, wake up darlin' Cora... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Spoken)
This is a story about a hip frog. And we're gonna pick up on it now and He's on his way out to do some shuckin' and jivin'. You'll be able to tell right away that he's a big mover. (Sang) Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go, un-huh Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go, un-huh Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go To the Coconut Grove for the midnight show, Uh-huh un-huh un-huh Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl, woo-woo (spoken: he knew it all the time) Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl, woo-woo Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl He thought he'd give this chick a whirl, Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo He sauntered up to Mollie Mouse's side, un-huh (spoken: the direct approach) He sauntered up to Mollie Mouse's side, un-huh When he got up to Mollie Mouse's side He whispered "Mollie will you be my bride?" Uh-huh un-huh un-huh Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, huh-uh (spoken: her uncle wrestles on TV) Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, huh-uh Not without my Uncle Rat's consent I wouldn't marry the President, Huh-uh huh-uh huh-uh Well, she said "That's it, Clyde, Better hit the road, farewell" "That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, goodbye" "That's it, Clyde, better hit the road" "You ain't no frog you're a horny toad, Farewell, goodbye, adios" Farewell, goodbye, adios" (spoken: You know, I believe that,uh, any more verses to this song would be anticlimactic; think we ought to end it) Farewell, goodbye, adios (spoken: Hey, ain't you gonna let me finish up?) Farewell, goodbye, adios (spoken: Aw, shut up, I'm your leader) (spoken: No, no hands, no hands) Farewell, goodbye, adios (spoken:auf vedersein) |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
When I asked your mother for you
She told me you were too young Now I wish I had never even seen your face Or heard your lying tongue So Saturday night I got married Me and my wife settled down Now me and my wife are parted I'm gonna take another stroll downtown Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene I'll see you in my dream Sometimes I live in the country Sometimes I live in town Sometimes I have a great notion To jump into the river and drown Oh, stop your carousin', stop you gamblin' Stayin out late at night Go home to your wife and family Sit down by the fireside, bright Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene I'll see you in my dream Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene I'll see you in my dreams... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning I'd hammer in the evening All over this land I'd hammer out danger I'd hammer out a warning I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a bell I'd ring it in the morning I'd ring it in the evening All over this land I'd ring out danger I'd ring out a warning I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a song I'd sing it in the morning I'd sing it in the evening All over this land I'd sing out danger I'd sing out a warning I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Well I've got a hammer And I've got a bell And I've got a song to sing All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reach Jamaica I made a stop But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls swaying to and fro I must declare, my heart is there Tho' I've been from Maine to Mexico But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town --- Instrumental --- Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bare Ackey rice, salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year But, I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Lady Greensleeves
--- Instrumental with humming --- Alas, my love, you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have courted you so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves. So, Greensleeves out there, well ado May good fortune prosper thee For I am still thy lover true Oh, come once again and love me. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael's boat is the gospel boat, hallelujah Michael's boat is the gospel boat, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. The river Jordan is chilly and cold, hallelujah Chills the body but warms the soul, hallelujah Jordon's water is deep and wide, hallelujah Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Trumpets sounds for you and me, hallelyjah Trumpets sounds for you and me, hallelyjah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow I lost my true lover For a courting to slow. Yes courting's a pleasure And parting is grief And a false hearted lover Is worse than a thief. She'll kiss you, she'll hug you And tell you more lies Than the cross ties on a railroad Or the stars in the sky. Let me tell you 'bout my baby She's like bad brandy wine The first time I kissed her She drove me out my mind. She's a Baltimore special Got a fine brown frame When you see her in motion Evil woman is her name. Did I tell you 'bout the Eastman Lord what a shame He run off with my baby And scandalized my name. Well I went up on a mountain top To call my baby back She was gone with that Eastman Down that lonesome railroad track. If I ever see that Eastman I'll shoot him with my gun I'll cut him with my long Jones And dare that pimp to run. Little Liza, little Liza I couldn't sleep last night Come on back home baby Everything will be all right. Let me tell you, let me tell you I don't care what you say If my woman ever comes back I'll give my life away. If you ever see a dark cloud A-rollin' in the sky It's my woman gone to heaven With a tear drop in her eye. On top of old Smokey All covered with snow I lost my true lover For a-courting to slow... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Jack Segal and Evelyn Danzig)
I peeked in to say good-night When I heard my child in prayer "And for me, some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair." All the stores were closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Not one ribbons for her hair. Through the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking. I peeked in and on her bed In gay profusion lying there Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair. If I live to be a hundred I will never know from where Came those lovely scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(John Allison)
In Tarrytown, there did dwell A lovely girl I knew her well I courted her on bended knee Until she said that she would marry me. Wide and deep my grave will be With the wild goose grasses growing over m Wide and deep my grave will be With the wild goose grasses growing over me. We were young and love was grand I gave her kisses on her hand We walked along the little way And talked of when would be our wedding day. Wide and deep my grave will be With the wild goose grasses growing over me. And her house stands in Tarrytown And now my love she dances 'round She sits upon another's knee For he has gold and silver more then me... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Rolf Harris)
Spoken: There's an old Australian stockman lying, dying. He gets himself up onto one elbow and 'e turns to his mates, Who are all gathered around and 'e says: Watch me wallabies feed, mate Watch me wallabies feed, They're a dangerous breed, mate So watch me wallabies feed Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. Keep me cockatoo cool, Carl, Keep me cockatoo cool Ah, don't go acting the fool, Carl Just keep me cockatoo cool Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. 'n' take me koala back, Jack Take me koala back He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac So take me koala back Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. Let me abos go loose, Lew Let me abos go loose They're of no further use, Lew So let me abos go loose Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. And mind me platypus duck, Bill Mind me platypus duck Ah, don't let 'im go running amok, Bill Just mind me platypus duck Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. PLay your didgeridoo, Blue Play your didgeridoo Ah, like, keep playin' 'til I shoot thru, Blue Play your didgeridoo Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred Tan me hide when I'm dead So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde And that's it hangin' on the shed!! Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on --- Instrumental --- Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Daddy, let your mind roll on... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Merle Kilgore)
They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain, If you're lookin' for a wife. 'Cause Clifton Clowers has a fair, young daughter; He's mighty handy with a gun and knife. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey, And Wolverton Mountain protects her there; The bears and the birds tell Clifton Clowers, If a stranger should enter there. All o' my dreams are on Wolverton Mounrain; I want his daughter for my wife. I'll take my chances and climb the Mountain, Though Clifton Clowers might take my life. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey, And Wolverton Mountain protects her there; The bears and the birds tell Clifton Clowers, If a stranger should enter there. I'm goin' up on Wolverton Mountain, It's so lonesome down here below; It's just not right to hide his daughter, From the one who loves her so. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey, And Wolverton Mountain protects her there; The bears and the birds tell Clifton Clowers, If a stranger should enter there. I don't care about Clifton Clowers; I'm goin' to climb up on his mountain; I'm goin' to take the one I love. I don't care about Clifton Clowers. I'm goin' to climb up on his mountain. I don't care about... (repeating, fading away) |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Well, the pretty girl
is like a little bird: well, she's tender and she's shy. And ya never know if she loves you til she's gone flyin' by. Flyin' by-y! Flyin' by-y! Til she's gone flyin' by. Flyin' by, Love, flyin' by! Til she's gone flyin' by. Now I often have wondered: "What makes women love men?" Then I've looked back and I've wondered: "What makes man love them?" But now I see: this one's for me! And I'll love her till I die. Yes, now I see: this one's for me! And I'll love her till I die. Now the coo-coo is a pretty bird, and the mockin' bird, she is, too. And they both sing in the summertime, singin', "Darlin', I love you. I love you-u! I love you!" Singin', "Darlin', I love you! I love you, Babe! I love you!" Singin', "Darlin', I love you! I love you,(I love you,) I love you,(I love you,) I love you,(I love you,) I love you. |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back, Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Teach you all the things you lack. Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Mama's got to take you back, Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Teach you all the things you lack. Well, you never got time to sweep the dirt Mama's got to take you back, And you never got time to wash a shirt, Mama's got to take you back, You never got time to cook and peel Mama's got to take you back, Well, you think you can make it on sex appeal Mama's got to take you back. Mama's got to take you back, Teach you all the things you lack, When she bring her back to me We'll live together in harmony. Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Mama's got to take you back, Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Teach you all the things you lack. Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Mama's got to take you back, Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Teach you all the things you lack. Oh well, you never learn how to cook a stew Mama's got to take you back, And your biscuits, Lord, I can hardly chew, Mama's got to take you back, These clothes I'm wearing they're full of holes Mama's got to take you back, While you run around in a big mink stole, Mama's got to take you back, Mama's got to take you back, Teach you all the things you lack, When she brings her back to me We'll live together in harmony. Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Mama's got to take you back, Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Teach you all the things you lack Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Mama's got to take you back, Angelique-O, Angelique-O, Teach you all the things you lack, Teach you all the things you lack, Mama's got to take you back... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes Beautiful beautiful brown eyes I'll never love blue eyes again. Molly my darling, I love you Love you with all of my heart Tomorrow we were to be married But ramblin' has kept us apart. Beautiful beautiful brown eyes Beautiful beautiful brown eyes Beautiful beautiful brown eyes I'll never love blue eyes again. Life's full of struggle and sorrow Life's full of heartaches and woes And I need the love of my woman To guide me where ever I go. Beautiful beautiful brown eyes Beautiful beautiful brown eyes Beautiful beautiful brown eyes I'll never love blue eyes again. I'll never love blue eyes again... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Do do do do do
Do do do do do Do do do do do. I was born in east Virginia North Carolina I did go There I loved a fair young maiden Whose age and name I did not know. Oh, her hair was dark and curly And her cheeks were rosey red On her breast she wore a liliy Where I longed to lay my head. I don't want those greenback dollars I don't want no golden chain In this world there is no treasure That can bring her back, again. Take me to that borrowed fortune And carve my name upon a stone Tell the world how much I love her And how I died for love alone. I was born in east Virginia North Carolina I did go There I loved a fair young maiden Whose age and name I did not know. Do do do do do Do do do do do Do do do do do... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Yo ho, Here's a tale
That's fair and dear to the hearts of those that sail 'Bout a lighthouse keeper and his bare faced wife Who joined together for a different life Yo ho, The winds and water tell the tale My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light He married a mermaid one fine night From this union there came three A porpoise and a porgy and the other one me! Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh, for the life on the rolling sea! Late one night, I was a-trimming of the glim While singing a verse from the evening hymn A voice on the starboard shouted "Ahoy!" And there was my mother, a-sitting on a buoy. Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh, for the life on the rolling sea! "Tell me what has become of my children three?" My mother she did asked of me. One was exhibited as a talking fish The other was served on a chafing dish. Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh, for the life on the rolling sea! Then the phosphorous flashed in her seaweed hair. I looked again, and me mother wasn't there A voice came echoing out from the night "To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!" Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh, for the life on the rolling sea! Yo ho, Yo ho Yo ho, Yo ho, Yo ho... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Once there were greenfields
Kissed by the sun Once there were valleys Where rivers used to run Once there were blue skies With white clouds high above Once they were part of An everlasting love We were the lovers who strolled Through greenfields. Greenfields are gone now Parched by the sun Gone from the valleys Where rivers used to run Gone with the cold wind That swept in through to my heart Gone with the lovers Who let their dreams depart Where are the greenfields that we Used to roam. I'll never know what made you run away How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day I only know there's nothing here for me Nothing in this wild world left for me to see. But I'll keep on waiting 'Til you return I'll keep on waiting Until the day you learn You can't be happy When your heart's on a roam You can't be happy Until you bring it home Home to the greenfields and me Once again. |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
It was early one mornin'
and it looked like ra-a-ain when around that curve, boy, I spied a gravel train. Oh, my little John Henry-- he got a mighty know. Oh, my little John Henry-- he got a mighty know. I got a woman in Dallas-- work at the Baker Hotel-- some folks call her Maggie, real name is Katie Bell. Oh, my little John Henry-- he got a mighty know. Oh, my little John Henry-- he got a mighty know. It was early one mornin'(it was early one mornin') and it looked like ra-a-ain (oh, it looked like rain) when around that curve, boy, I spied a gravel train. Oh, my little John Henry-- he got a mighty know. I said, my little John Henry-- he got a mighty know. He got a mighty know. He got a mighty know. He got a mighty, mighty know. |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
An old cowpoke went ridin' out
One dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested As he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd Of red eyed cows he saw A plowin' through the ragged sky, And up a cloudy draw Yippie-I-O, yippie-I-Ay We're ghost riders in the sky Their hoofs were made of fire And their horns were made of steel And as they thundered by him Their hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear swept through him As he looked up in the sky He saw the riders commin' hard, And heard their mournful cry Yippie-I-O, yippie-I-Ay Ghost riders in the sky As the riders loped on by him, He heard one call his name If you wanta to save your soul from Hell a-ridin' on our range, Then cowboy change your ways today, Or with us you will ride, Tryin' to catch the devil's herd, Across these endless skies Yippie-I-O, yippie-I-Ay The ghost riders in the sky The ghost riders in the sky... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
I went down to the St. James Infirmary,
Saw my sweet baby there; Lying still and quiet, So cold, so young, so fair. Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be, She may search this wide world over, But she'll never find a man like me. No, she'll never find a man like me. I went down to the St. James Infirmary, All was still as the night; My gal was on the table, Stretched out so pale, so white. Though she treated me, mean and lowdown, Some how I just didn't care; My soul is sick and weary, But I hope we meet again, up there. Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be; She may search this wild world over, But she'll never find a man like me. No, she'll never find a man like me... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Sweet Rosyanne,
my Rosyanne, bye-bye my Rosyanna! I'll see you again, but I don't know when-- for I won't be home tomorrow. Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye my Rosyanna! Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye my Rosyanna! Sweet Rosyanne, my darlin' child, bye-bye my Rosyanna. The ocean is a sailor's bride-- no, I won't be home tomorrow. We'll cast our nets on the ocean blue. Bye-bye my Rosyanna! With every cast, I'll think of you. No, I won't be home tomorrow. Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye my Rosyanna! Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye my Rosyanna! I thought I heard the ocean say, "Bye-bye my Rosyanna!" Don't you want ta' go home on your next pay day? No, I won't be home tomorrow. Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye my Rosyanna! Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye my Rosyanna! Bye-bye my Rosyanna! |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Oooooooooooh, oooh ooh.....
A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing The green leaves of summer are calling me home It was good to be young then in the season of plenty When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky. A time just for planting, a time just for plowing A time to be courting a girl of your own T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth And to stand by your wife, at the moment of birth. A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing A time just for living, a place for to die. T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth, Now the green leaves of Summer are calling be home. Ooooooooooooooh, oooh oooh.... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Well, well, well,
who's that callin'? Well, well, well, hold my hand! Well, well, well, night is fallin', Spirit is a'movin' all over this land. Well, well, well, who's that callin'? Well, well, well, hold my hand! Well, well, well, night is fallin', Spirit is a movin' all over this land. God told Noah, "Build you an ark!" Rain started fallin' and the skies got dark. Ol' dark a'movin', water start to climb. The Lord said "A fire, not a flood next time!" Well, well, well, who's that callin'? Well, well, well, hold my hand! Well, well, well, night is fallin', Spirit is a'movin' all over this land. World's not waitin' for the Lord's command! Build Him a fire that'll sweep the land. Brothers and sisters, don't you know? You're gonna reap just what you sow! Oo-oo-oo! Who's that callin'? Oo-oo! Hold my hand! Oo-oo-oo! Night is fallin', Spirit is a movin' all over this land. Well, well, well, well, well! |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
Every night, when the sun goes down
every night, when the sun goes down every night, when the sun goes down hang my head, and mournful cry: You're gone! You're gone! My own true love, you're gone! Our love was new on that yesterday; Our love was true on that yesterday; The love we knew on that yesterday has grown cold; you're gone away. Now I'm alone in this empty town; I'm so alone in this dreary town, and I call for my own true love, every night, when the sun goes down: You're gone! You're gone! My own true love, you're gone! My own true love, you're gone! |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
mark well what I do say, in Amsterdam there lived a maid and she was mistress of her trade. I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in, I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. Her eyes are like two stars, so bright, mark well what I do say, her eyes are like two stars, so bright, her face is fair, her step is light. I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in, I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red, mark well what I do say, her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red, there's a wealth of hair upon her head. I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in, I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. I took this maiden for a walk, mark well what I do say, I took this maiden for a walk, and sweet and loving was our talk. I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in, I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid. A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in, I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid! |
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from Magic Moments - To Remember (2006)
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reach Jamaica I made a stop But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls swaying to and fro I must declare, my heart is there Tho' I've been from Maine to Mexico But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town --- Instrumental --- Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bare Ackey rice, salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year But, I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Four strong winds that blow lonely,
Seven seas that run high, All those things that don't change, Come what may. But our good times are all gone, And I'm bound for movin' on. I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. I think I'll go out to Alberta, The weather's good there in the fall. I've got some friends that I can go to workin' for. Still I wish you'd change your mind, If I asked you one more time But we've been through that a hundred times or more. If I get there before the snow flies, And if things are goin' good. You could meet me if I sent you down the fare, But by then it would be winter, nothin' much for you to do. And those winds sure can blow cold way out there. Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high, All those things that don't change, Come what may. But our good times are all gone, And I'm bound for moving on. I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Once there were greenfields
Kissed by the sun Once there were valleys Where rivers used to run Once there were blue skies With white clouds high above Once they were part of An everlasting love We were the lovers who strolled Through greenfields. Greenfields are gone now Parched by the sun Gone from the valleys Where rivers used to run Gone with the cold wind That swept in through to my heart Gone with the lovers Who let their dreams depart Where are the greenfields that we Used to roam. I'll never know what made you run away How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day I only know there's nothing here for me Nothing in this wild world left for me to see. But I'll keep on waiting 'Til you return I'll keep on waiting Until the day you learn You can't be happy When your heart's on a roam You can't be happy Until you bring it home Home to the greenfields and me Once again. |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning I'd hammer in the evening All over this land I'd hammer out danger I'd hammer out a warning I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a bell I'd ring it in the morning I'd ring it in the evening All over this land I'd ring out danger I'd ring out a warning I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a song I'd sing it in the morning I'd sing it in the evening All over this land I'd sing out danger I'd sing out a warning I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Well I've got a hammer And I've got a bell And I've got a song to sing All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Lady Greensleeves
--- Instrumental with humming --- Alas, my love, you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have courted you so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves. So, Greensleeves out there, well ado May good fortune prosper thee For I am still thy lover true Oh, come once again and love me. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me 'Round Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well, I feel so brake up I want to go home. So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Send for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. Well, the first mate he got drunk And broke in the people's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone Won't you leave me alone, Well, this thing I work with Since I've been born. So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Send for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. --- Instrumental --- Well, the poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits Then he took and he ate up all of my corn Where is John Stone Why don't you leave me alone Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Send for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on --- Instrumental --- Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Daddy, let your mind roll on... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Well, well, well,
who's that callin'? Well, well, well, hold my hand! Well, well, well, night is fallin', Spirit is a'movin' all over this land. Well, well, well, who's that callin'? Well, well, well, hold my hand! Well, well, well, night is fallin', Spirit is a movin' all over this land. God told Noah, "Build you an ark!" Rain started fallin' and the skies got dark. Ol' dark a'movin', water start to climb. The Lord said "A fire, not a flood next time!" Well, well, well, who's that callin'? Well, well, well, hold my hand! Well, well, well, night is fallin', Spirit is a'movin' all over this land. World's not waitin' for the Lord's command! Build Him a fire that'll sweep the land. Brothers and sisters, don't you know? You're gonna reap just what you sow! Oo-oo-oo! Who's that callin'? Oo-oo! Hold my hand! Oo-oo-oo! Night is fallin', Spirit is a movin' all over this land. Well, well, well, well, well! |
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from The Brothers Four - Rally `Round!/ Roamin` (2006)
Abilene, Abilene
Prettiest town I've ever seen. Woman there, they don't treat you mean In Abilene. I sit alone, every night Watch the trains roll out of sight How I wish they'd carry me back To Abilene. Wish I could go there The girl that I know there Would love me all of my day Why did I leave her Never to see her Oh, What a price to pay. Abilene, Abilene Prettiest town I've ever seen. Woman there, they don't treat you mean In Abilene. --- Whistles with Instrumental --- Wish I could go there The girl that I know there Would love me all of my day Why did I leave her Never to see her Oh, What a price to pay. Abilene, (Oh Abilene), Abilene, (My Abilene) Prettiest town I've ever seen. Woman there, never treat you mean In Abilene. --- Whistles with Instrumental to fade --- |
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from The Brothers Four - Rally `Round!/ Roamin` (2006)
Gather 'round people let me tell you 'bout Dupree
Gather 'round people let me tell you 'bout Dupree And his woman back in 1903 Betty was her name said she wanted a diamond ring Betty was her name said she wanted a diamond ring. Dupree told Betty you can have most anything Just lay down pretty Betty see what tomorrow brings Said lay down pretty Betty see what tomorrow brings May bring sunshine it may bring your diamond ring. Dupree went down-town a '44 in his hand Dupree went down-town a '44 in his hand Went for the jewelry but he shot that jewelry man Dupree said Betty here's your diamond ring Dupree said Betty here's your diamond ring Just to please you pretty Betty I've done, done a wicked thing. Dupree told Betty I'm bound for Tennessee Dupree told Betty I'm bound for Tennessee I'm sorry pretty Betty but that sheriff is a haunting me They caught poor Dupree and put him into the jail Caught poor Dupree put him in the jail. Atlanta prison is where Betty took Dupree his mail Dupree said judge I ain't been here before Dupree said judge I ain't been here before Judge told Dupree I'm gonna see that you don't come back no more. They took him to the scaffold a black cap upon his face Took him to the scaffold a black cap upon his face Now the cold cold ground is for Dupree's resting place Betty went to the graveyard singing near oh my God to thee Betty went to the graveyard singing near oh my God to thee. Oh, mister hangman look what you done done to Dupree She told the hack-driver to drive his wagon slow Told the hack-driver drive your dead wagon slow When you bury my Dupree I ain't gonna see him no more. Sail on Dupree sail on, sail on Dupree sail on Don't mind you sailing but you be gone so long So long Dupree poor boy so long, Dupree poor boy Don't mind you sailing you'll be gone so long, sail on. Dupree poor boy... |