Lay Down Your Weary Tune
(Dylan/Warner Bros. Music)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

(Chorus):
Lay down your weary tune, lay down.
Lay down the song you strum.
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
no voice can hope to hum.

(Chorus)

Caught by the sound before the dawn,
I knew the night had gone.
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
against the drums of dawn.

(Chorus)

The ocean wild like an organ played
the seaweed's woven strand.
The crashing waves like a cymbal clashed
against the rocks and sands.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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The End Is Not In Sight
(Russell Smith)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Oh, I knew it along,
I'd have to come back home.
'Cause this livin' on the road
only makes me tired and sore.

Like a bird without a nest
and a stranger in the night,
oh, my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.

Tastes like sweet magnolia wine,
honey, dripping from your mouth.
And that little girl of mine,
she's the finest in the South.

Oh, the days are getting longer
and the nights are getting colder.
I just want to come back home,
lay my head on your shoulder.

Oh, I knew it along,
I'd have to come back home.
'Cause livin' on the road
only makes me tired and sore.

Like a bird without a nest
and a stranger in the night,
oh, my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.

Yeah, my soul cries out for rest
and the end is not in sight.
Oh, oh, not in sight.
Yeah, yeah, not in sight.
Oh-oh-oh-ohh..

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Alone Together
(Wilcox/Wind River)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

The rain fell soft on old Monterey.
There was nothing left that I could say.
Your mind was made and your heart was all undone.
Those few words spoken far too much,
as we lay so close, so out of touch,
alone together waitin' for the dawn.

A red-tail sailed towards the rainbow's end.
It's a shame we can't get back again
to that night we tripped the light down St. Charles Avenue.
Best plans are laid, then romance fades
as the grand illusion falls from view.
When the feeling's gone even all of the right words just won¹t do.

(Chorus:)
And we had a dream that lasted
to stand the test of time.
But it don't look like we passed it
and it hurts to say good-bye.

I detect a weary smile these days,
I guess it's better than the hurt and the hate.
We've come along way, known every shade of emotion
So we'll let the chips fall where they may,
hold out for some brighter day,
like the sunlight playing on the restless ocean.

(Chorus)

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Pass Me Not
(Lyrics: Fanny J. Crosby, Music: W. H. Doane; P.D.)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
do not pass me by.

(Chorus:)
Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry;
while on others Thou art calling,
do not pass me by.

Let me at the throne of mercy
heal my unbelief.
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
find my sweet relief.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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I'm A King Bee
(Moore)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Well, I'm a king bee,
buzzin' around your hive.
Yeah, I'm a king bee, baby,
buzzin' around your hive.
Well I can make honey, baby,
just let me come inside.

Well, I'm a king bee,
want you to be my queen.
Yeah I'm a king bee, baby,
want you to be my queen.
Together we can make honey
like the world has never seen.


Well, I'm a king bee, baby, yeah!
I'm gonna buzz all night long
Yeah, I'm a king bee, baby,
I'm gonna buzz, buzz you all night long.
Well, I can buzz better, baby,
when your man is not at home.

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Sitting In Limbo
(Bright, Cliff/Island Music, Inc.)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Sitting here in Limbo
waiting for the tide turn.
Yeah, now, sitting here in Limbo,
so many things I've got to learn.
Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance,
but I know that my faith will lead me on.

Sitting here in Limbo
waiting for the dice to roll.
Yeah, now, sitting here in Limbo,
still got some time to search my soul.
Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance,
but I know that my faith will lead me on.

(Chorus:)
I don't know where life will take me,
but I know where I have been.
I don't know what life will show me,
but I know what I have seen.
Tried my hand at love and friendship,
that is past and gone.
And now it's time to move along.

Sitting here in Limbo
like a bird ain't got a song.
Yeah, I'm sitting here in Limbo
and I know it won't be long
'til I make my getaway, now.
Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance,
but I know that my faith will lead me on.

(Chorus)

Gonna lead me on now.
Meanwhile, they're putting up resistance,
but I know that my faith will lead me on.
Sitting in Limbo, Limbo, Limbo.
Sitting in Limbo, Limbo, Limbo.
Sitting in Limbo, Limbo, Limbo.
Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance,
but I know that my faith will lead me on.

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One Love
(Marley, Livingstone/EMI April Music, Shakat Music Pub.)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

One love, one heart!
Let's get together and feel all right.
One love, one heart!
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.

Sing it with me now...
One love, what about a one heart!
Let's get together and feel all right.
As it was in the beginning, One love!
so shall it be in the end, One heart!
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.

Let the man pass all his dirty remarks.
There is one question I'd really love to ask.
"Is there a place for the hopeless sinner
who has hurt all mankind just to save his own beliefs, now?"

One love, one heart!
Let's get together and feel all right.
One love, what about a one heart!
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.

Let's get together,
oooh, fight the holy arm of Gideon. One love!
When the Man comes there will be no note due. One song!
Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner.
There ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation.

One love, what about a one heart!
Let's get together and feel all right.
As it was in the beginning, One love!
so shall it be in the end, One heart!
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.

Now, let's get together,
oooh, fight the holy arm of Gideon. One love!
So when the Man comes there will be no note due. One song!
Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner.
There ain't no hiding place, no hiding place from the Father of Creation, I mean it!

One love, what about a one heart!
Let's get together and feel all right.
Hear the children sighing.
One love, what about a one heart!
Hear the children crying.
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.

And-a just-a give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.
And-a just-a give thanks and praise to the Lord and it will be all right.
Oh-oh-oh, let's get together and feel all right.

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Rachel
(Ringer)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Rachel was a girl I used to love when I was young.
Shoulda heard the love songs that we sung.
Shoulda heard the way we laughed, walkin' 'long the stream,
barefoot through the meadow by the lazy San Joaquin.

Rachel was a melody that I first learned to sing,
and a sorceress just barely in her teens.
Skinny-dipping sight to see with freckles everywhere.
Queen in faded hand-me-downs, wildflowers in her hair.

She had a way of saying this was never gonna end,
saying good night like a lover and good morning like a friend.
Rachel was a watermelon, ripe and freshly stole.
First girl I ever loved, first lie that I told.

Rachel laughed and Rachel sang and Rachel held my hand.
Rachel watched me grow into a man.
Rachel sat and listened to me when I told a lie.
Rschel waved me out of sight when I said goodbye.

The San Joaquin still rolls along where me and Rachel strolled.
But the meadows turned to parking lots and me and Rachel's old
Rachel's just a memory that I still like to hold.
First girl I ever loved, first lie that I told.
First girl I ever loved, first lie that I told.

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Who Will The Next Fool Be
(Rich/Knox Music)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

After you get through with me,
who will your next fool be?
I know, I know, I know, I know.
There's some things you ought to know 'bout the girl I love.

(Chorus1:)
And after all is said and done,
you can't be satisfied with anyone.
And after you get through with me,
who will your next fool be?

(Chorus2:)
Will he believe all those lies?
Will he be left like me, tears in his eyes?
I know, I know, I know, I know.
I don't want to be the one to tell him so.

And after all is said and done,
know you can't be satisfied with anyone.
After you get through with me,
who will your next fool be?

(Chorus2)

(Chorus1)

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And It Stoned Me
(Morrison/WB Music Corp.)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Half a mile from the county fair and the rain came pouring down.
Me and Billy standing there with a silver half-a-crown.
Hands all full of fishing rod and the tackle on our back,
we just stood there getting wet with our backs against the fence.

Oh, the water! Oh, the water! Oh, the water!
I hope it don't rain all day.

(Chorus:)
And it stoned me to my soul.
Stoned me just like jelly roll,
and it stoned me.
Yes, it stoned me to my soul.
Stoned me just going home,
and it stoned me.

Then the rain let up and the sun came up and we were gettin' dry.
Almost glad a pickup truck nearly passed us by.
So we jumped right in and the driver grinned and he dropped us up the road.
Then we looked at the swim and we jumped right in at the mansion fishing hole.

Oh, the water! Oh, the water! Oh, the water!
Let it run all over me.

(Chorus)

One the way back home we sang a song but our throats were gettin' dry.
Then we saw the man from across the road with the sunshine in his eye.
He lived all alone in his own little home with a great big gallon jar.
There were bottles, too, one for me and you, and he said, "Hey, there you are!"

Oh, the water! Oh, the water! Oh, the water!
I get it myself from the mountain stream.

(Chorus)
Stoned me just going home,
and it stoned me.

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Bob Dylan's Dream
(Dylan/Watner Bros. Music)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

While ridin' on a train goin' West,
I feel asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that me sad,
concerning myself and the first few friends I had.

With half-damp eyes I stared into the room
where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon.
Where we longed for nothing and were satisfied,
jokin' and a-talkin' about the world outside.

By the old wooden stove our hats was hung.
Our words was told and our songs were sung.
We thought we could sit forever in fun,
but our chances really was a million-to-one.

As easy it was to tell black from white,
it was all that easy to tell wrong from right.
And the choices were few so the thought never hit
that one road we travelled would ever shatter or split.

I wish, I wish in vain
we could sit simply in that room again.
A thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,
I'd give it all gladly if out lives could be like that.

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Iko Iko
(Traditional)
from the CD Haunting Melodies

Jackimo feen-i-ay! Jackimo feen-i-ay!
You don't like what the big chief say.
He say, Jackimo feen-i-ay!

Jackimo feen-i-ay! Hooray Melinda!
Jackimo feen-i-ay! Jackimo fender!
You don't like what the big chief say.
He say, Jackimo feen-i ay!

Well, my spy boy and your spy boy, sittin' by the bayou.
Yeah, my spy boy and your spy boy, we're gonna get your chicken by you!

And he say now...
(Chorus:)
Here me sing out
Hey now! (Hey now!)
Hey now! (Hey now!)
Iko Iko on day!
And it's jackimo feeno an-an-day!
Jackimo feen-i-ay!

Well, the little-bitty boy got a heart of steel (Iko iko an-day!)
and he never would bow and he never would kneel. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)
He was a mighty brave when he sang his song, (Iko iko an-day!)
and that's why his name gonna carry on. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)

Here me sing out...
(Chorus)

Well, the prettiest thing I ever did see (Iko iko an-day!)
was a Mardi Gras Injun in New Orleans. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)
Yeah, they run' em up and they run 'em on down. (Iko iko an-day!)
And they play wild Injun when the sun go down. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)

Well, you see my spy, she all dressed in green. (Iko iko an-day!)
Yeah, hide the pistol where it can't be seen. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)
Well, you see my spy, she all dressed in red. (Iko iko an-day!)
Gonna bury a hatchet in the big chief's head. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)

Everybody sing now...
(Chorus)

Hear you sing out...
(Chorus)

Well, the Mardi Gras comin' and it won't be long (Iko iko an-day!)
'til the wild Tchopatoulas start to carry on. (Jackimo feen-i-ay!)

Hear you sing out...
(Chorus)

And it's jackimo feeno an-an-day!
Jackimo feen-i-ay!

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from the CD "LET DE GROOVE RISE UP"

Turkey Day Rap-So-Dee
(© 1988 Jon Wilcox/Wind River)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

Well, the wind blows wild and the trees are flying,
old Scorpio's rising and the sky's on fire.
I strolled down to the water just to watch the boats capsize.
Well, my spirit's high and my stomach's full,
it's good to feel a little gravitational pull.
And I got a woman bound to make my temperature rise.

I been working at the mill since a-way last August.
Hell, it's better than the Gulf Station back in Saugus.
And the weather's been wet, so there's really nothing better to do.
We were living in a trailer, now we got our own place,
it's a half mile off from the whole human race.
And the crop's coming in just before the payment is due.

(Chorus:)
Whoa - I must say it's been a fine Thanksgiving!
Old Father Time's been smiling on me.
When I hear them old songs I can't keep from singing.
This true love that I've found has turned my world around.

Well, I got an old friend who's a great success
With his name in the paper and his head in a mess.
Spent his youth trying to make the music pay.
Now he wants to be the world's greatest big-time showman,
flashing his stones like a declined Roman.
And I wouldn't trade him if he threw in all the coke in L.A.

(Chorus)

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(Your Love Is Like the) Mountain Water
(© 1988 Dan Wheetman)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

Darlin', I don't want to rope and brand you.
And I don't want to stake a claim.
And I don't want to fence you in.
Darlin', I just want to drink from your stream.

(Chorus):
For your love is like the mountain water:
clear and sparklin' as the dew.
And to love you until my life is over
is all I've ever wanted from you.

I don't want to take the gold out of you heart, love.
And I don't want to take the sparkle from your eye.
But let me rest in the shade of your love
and drink from your stream for awhile.

(Chorus)

Darlin', you are my gold and my silver.
You are my sunshine and my rain.
And I don't want to make you my possession.
Darlin', I just want to drink from your stream.

(Chorus)

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Mexico
(Campbell/Prairieville)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

(1)
I could be in the blue, blue waters of Mexico
'stead of being here with you, feelin' so alone.
Mexico will cure what ails me - Mexico.
Warm tequila, salty nights, oh, Mexico.

(Bridge:)
I can't believe that I've lost you.
That look in your eyes is gone.
Do you take me for a fool?

(2)
Days are long and nights are warm down in Mexico.
I can honestly say I'm hopin' you don 't show.
Mexico will cure what ails me - Mexico.
Warm tequila, salty nights, oh, Mexico.

(Bridge)

(2)
Warm tequila, salty nights, oh, Mexico.

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Shine This Light
(©1976 Dan Wheetman & Jan Garrett)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

(Chorus:)
Shine this light (sufferin' in the night of my....)
Shine this light (sufferin' in the night of my....)
Shine this light, sufferin' in the dark night, in the night of my soul.

Well, you stop and read about Jonah, way down in Canaan land.
He would not do his Lord's will, he was smitten by His hand.
Cast out into the ocean and swallowed by a whale,
three days and nights he saw not light, his strength began to fail.
But he turned his heart to heaven - "Lord, I am in Your hands!"
"Then do My will, you cannot fail". He was delivered on dry land.

Singin'...
(Chorus)

Well, you read about the Hebrew children and their trial in Babylon.
Old Nebuchadnezzar had an idol of gold and he said all must bow down.
He cried unto his people, "Worship my god, you will!"
But when all of Babylon had bowed down, the children stood there still.
They were brought before Nebuchadnezzar and he threw them in the fire.
But the Angel came and cooled the flames and they prayed to God on high.

Singin'...
(Chorus)

Won't you'...
(Chorus)

Well, you read about Paul the Apostle, the one that was called Saul,
sent by the priests from Jerusalem to bind the Christians all.
On his way down to Damascus, cut down by a mighty light;
"Know that I am the Lord thy God, in three days, I'll return your sight."
Those with him could not understand 'cause he could not explain.
He was reborn, he had been shown the power of God's Name!

(Chorus)

Won't you'
(Chorus)

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Seamus OBrien
(Traditional)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

How sweet is the smile of the beautiful morn'
as it peeps through the curtain of night.
And the song of the nightingale singing her tune
and the stars seem to shine with delight.
All nature now lingers in silent repose
and the sweet smell of summer has gone.
And I sit and I wonder if Seamus now knows
how sad and unhappy I am?

(Chorus:)
Oh, Seamus O'Brien, why don't you come home?
Sure you don't know how happy I'd be!
I've got one darling wish and it is that you'll come
and forever be happy with me.

I'll smile when you smile and I'll weep when you weep,
and I'll give you a kiss for a kiss.
And all the fond vows that I make you I'll keep
and what more can I offer but this?
Does the sea have such bright and such beautiful charms
that your heart will not leave it for me?
Oh, why did I let you get out of my arms,
a bird that was caged and is free?

(Chorus)

Oh, Seamus O'Brien I'm loving you yet
with a heart that is trusting and kind.
It was you who first won it and can you forget
for the love of another you'd find?
But if you should break it with sorrow and pain
sure I'll then have a duty to do,
Just bring it to me and I'll mend it again
and give it, dear Seamus, to you.

(Chorus)

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Streets of Babylon
(© 1988 Dan Wheetman)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

(Chorus:)
On the streets of Babylon - on the streets of Babylon,
on the streets of Babylon, I found love - oh, love.

(Chorus)

In the midst of the city, in the world of push and shove,
in the buying and selling, I found love - oh, love.

(Chorus)

And who can tell me that I am wrong, look what I've found here inside:
when the world is its darkest then, surely the light cannot hide.

(Chorus)

Babylon, your towers are burning, all things must change or pass away.
Now I have fallen in love with what I first believed was my slave.

On the streets of Babylon - on the streets of Babylon,
On the streets of Babylon, I found love - oh, love.
I found love - oh, love - I found love - oh, love.

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Meet De Boys On The Battlefront
(Landry/Rhinelander)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

(Chorus:)
Oh, meet de boys on the Battlefront.
Meet de boys on the Battlefront.
Meet de boys on the Battlefront.
Yeah, the wild Tchopatoulas gonna stomp some rump!

Prettiest little thing that I ever seen -
Mardi gras Injuns in New Orleans.
Sew all night and they sew all day;
Mardi gras mornin' went all the way.

(Chorus)

Injuns comin¹ from all over town
They drink firewater, gonna bring 'em down.
A Jackimo feeno, hey-la-hey,
have some fun on a holiday.

(Chorus)

I'm an Injun ruler from the thirteenth ward,
A big Chief Kahuna and I can't be bought.
I walk through fire and I swim through mud
Snatch a feather from an eagle, drink panther blood!

(Chorus)

Mardi gras comin' and it won't be long,
Injuns comin', gonna carry on.
They sew all night and they sew all day;
Mardi gras mornin' went all the way.

(Chorus)

Yes, it's a Rudy Poopalina and a hoo-na-no!
Big Chief Jolly everywhere I go.
Don't you touch my flag, yeah, steal my queen,
You have more trouble than you ever seen.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

Oh, the wild Tchopatoulas gonna stomp some rump!
Yeah, the wild Tchopatoulas gonna stomp some rump!

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No Place As Lonely As Texas
(© 1988 Dan Wheetman)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

When there is no rose in San Antone,
when there is no Red River Love.
When Dallas is dark and you're all alone
just like the Lone Star above.

When you long to waltz across Texas,
and there is no one to dance;
you would treat them so right if they'd spend the night,
but no one will give you the chance.

There's no place as lonely as Texas
when your arms have been empty so long.
And your heart is just wide-open spaces
and your dreams are just sad country songs.

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A Pirate Looks At Forty
(Buffet/Duchess Music)
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

Mother, Mother ocean, I have heard you call.
And I wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall.
You've seen it all...
you've seen it all.

Watched the men that rode you switch from sail to steam
and in your belly you hold a treasure that few have ever seen.
Most of them dreams..
most of them dreams.

Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late.
But the cannon don't thunder, there's nothing to plunder,
I'm an over-forty victim of fate.
Arriving too late...
arriving too late.

Well, I go for younger women, I lived with several a while.
And though I ran 'em away they all come back one day
We still have managed to smile.
It just takes a while...
just takes a while.

And I've done a bit of smuggling, I've run my share of grass.
And though I made enough money to buy Miami,
I pissed it away so fast.
It was never meant to last...
never meant to last.

Well, I have been drunk now for over two weeks.
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks.
But I gotta quit wishin', I gotta go fishin',
I'm down to rock bottom again
with just a few friends...
just a few old friends.

Mother, Mother Ocean, after all the years I've found
the occupational hazard being, the occupation's just not around.
I feel I could drown.
Goin' to head uptown.
I feel like I've drowned.

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Sunrise Over Big Muddy
© 1988 Jon Wilcox
from the CD Let De Groove Rise Up

You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer crocodile smile,
gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial.
You got old Luke the Drifter, like a voice from beyond
in a scene I recreate.

Back in that room on a long afternoon
and a kid of 6 or 8,
I acquired a taste for that deep Southern sound
while them sad old steels whined.
And my mind rolls on like Big Muddy
back to that slow-moving time.

Well, I never got down to Looziann' till I was 29.
When I fell in love with a Creole girl, she stole this soul of mine.
With her deep brown eyes and her beautiful breasts
and her lips like rare French wine.
And we drank our fill of the warm night air
while the Cajun fiddles whined.
And watched the sun rise over Big Muddy
once upon a wonderful time.

No engineer can take me there - it's lost like a beautiful dream.
But someday I'll be gone, following a song,
Pretty Mama, won't you come along with me?
For if you close yer eyes you can't help but harmonize -
It's as easy as laughter and tears.
On dit que Plus ça change, toules les choses restent al meme.
That old river keeps a-rollin' while she's restin' in her bed,
and the music runs on like Big Muddy through my head
in that lazy old three-quarter time.

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from the CD "GHOST COUNTRY"

One More Shot
(© Kennerly/Randor, Irving Music, Inc.)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

For too long now I've been at this game,
ridin' like hell through the wind and rain
robbin' bankers and Pullman cars.
My lungs are choked with the dust of the road.
Since Frank's been gone it's a heavy load
and my bones are broke and my body is scarred.

(Chorus:)
One more shot just for old times,
one last stand.
One more hit ought to do it
then we'll quit while we can.

(Chorus)

I'm gonna buy me a little farm,
get my wife and children out of harm and danger,
then I'm settling down.
This life I lead leaves me on my own,
haven't seen a friend for so damn long.
Just a-layin' low, it's got me restless again.

(Chorus)

Who's that knockin' at my back door?
Well it looks like Bob and Charlie Ford,
"How ya doin', boys? Won't you come on in!
Hell, I ain't even wearin' a gun,
haven't done that for so damn long.
It feels good, boys, just to have you around."

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Trouble On the Line
© 1988 Dan Wheetman
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Trouble!
Lord, I think I need a double.
But it's allright,
it's just the way I feel tonight.
I'll be fine.
Trouble on the line.

Trouble on the line.
I could tell by the sound
she had changed her mind
and her heart had turned around.
That's a fatal sign
there's trouble on the line.

(Chorus:)
A phone that rings at midnight ain't got nothing good to say.
She just called to tell me she's a thousand miles away.
Long gone this time,
Trouble on the line.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

Whiskey and a song,
That's how I pass the night along,
hoping to forget
all the heartache and regret
'til I leave behind
trouble on the line,
trouble on the line,
trouble on the line.

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Window Shopping
(© Marcel Joseph/Acuff-Rose Music, Inc.)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Window shoppin', window shoppin'.
You're only lookin' around.
You're not buyin', you're just tryin'
to find the best deal in town.

(Chorus:)
You give away your kisses,
but you never give your heart
to anyone that's fool enough to fall.

You don't feel love,
you don't want real love.
You're window shoppin', that's all.

Window shoppin', window shoppin'.
You're only lookin' around.
You're not buyin', you're just tryin'
to find the best deal in town.

(Chorus)
I said, you're window shoppin', that's all.

Ahhh!

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Lonely Enough to Know
© 1988 Mike Phelan  Donora Street MusicBMI
from their smash CD Ghost Country

If you wonder why an old dog howls when he sees the rising moon.
If you're puzzled by a grown man's crying at a sad old country tune.
If the water's edge doesn't seem so cold at night when the fog horns blow,
then, my friend, you're not lonely enough to know.

(Chorus:)
You must have someone waiting as day gives up its light
and someone's arms around you when you're restless in the night.
Someone's tender kisses and the light of love's warm glow.
Well, my friend, you're not lonely enough to know.

If the houses' lighted windows don't make it seem more cold,
if the sound of children's laughter doesn't say you're growing old,
if the warm touch of a lover doesn't seem so long ago,
then, my friend, you're not lonely enough to know.

(Chorus)

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Blues For Sporting Life
© 1988 Jon Wilcox
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Baby blue eyes still burning bright
like the flickering glow of the pilot light,
the most beautiful dreams that never come true,
castles erased by the tide,
and you're just along for the ride.

We were chasing the sun out on Highway Number One,
rollin' down to Pescadero for some homemade pie.
Back when makin' music mattered more than packaged rock-and-roll,
back before that far-away look in those baby blue eyes.

(Bridge:)
But the women can't resist him and the old boys won't leave him alone.
If you're lookin' for a good time, this man's got the art down cold.
He's got a pocket full of sunshine to light up the darkest dawn.
The party's just beginning and everybody else has gone home.

When you feel like a slave to this sportin' life,
between pleasure and pain is the finest line.
Bet all you could borrow for some fast-movin' time.
Calling, raising, drawing on a four-card flush
and the dealer is a good friend that you can't trust.

(Bridge:)
The party's just beginning and everybody else has gone home.

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Run Mountain
– Traditional
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Went up on the mountain to fetch me a load of pine,
put it in the wagon, I broke down behind.

(Chorus:)
Run mountain, chug a little hill.
Run mountain, chug a little hill.
Run mountain, chug a little hill.
There you get your thrill.

Sixteen miles from my home, rooster crow for day,
me in bed with another man's wife, better be getting away.

(Chorus)

Went up on the mountain to give my horn a blow.
Thought I heard a pretty girl say, ³Yonder comes my beau!"

(Chorus)

Wish I had a needle, fine as I could sew.
Sew a pretty girl to my side and down the road I'd go.

(Chorus)

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Better Come Dancing
© 1988 Dan Wheetman
from their smash CD Ghost Country

The sky's gonna tremble on the very last day.
There'll be thunder and lightning as the stars fall away.
You can run but you cannot hide, this'll be our last chance.
If this is the last waltz, baby, then we might as well dance.

And we can go dancing, steppin' out across the stars.
'Cause when time comes to an end, then eternity's ours.
We can go dancing, forget all your worries and cares.
Cause when the last ship comes in, we'll all be dancing on air.

I read the report, and it doesn't look good,
Not much time to turn it around, but you know that we could.
You better turn to your neighbor and look him in the eye,
'cause when our gravity fails, we all gotta learn how to fly!

And we can go dancing, steppin' out across the stars.
'Cause when time comes to an end, then eternity's ours.
You better come dancing, forget all your worries and cares.
Cause when the last ship comes in, we'll all be dancing on air.

You can run but you cannot hide, this'll be our last chance.
If this is the last song, baby, then we might as well dance.

And we can go dancing, steppin' out across the stars.
'Cause when time comes to an end, then eternity's ours.
And we can go dancing, forget all your worries and cares.
Cause when the last ship comes in, we'll all be dancing on air.

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Molly and Tenbrooks

– Traditional
from their smash CD Ghost Country

(Chorus:)
Run, old Molly, run! Run, old Molly, run!
Tenbrooks gonna beat you in the bright shining sun.
Bright shining sun, oh Lord, bright shining sun.

Tenbrooks was a big bay horse, he wore that shaggy mane.
Run all round Memphis, he beat the Memphis train.
Beat the Memphis train, oh Lord, beat the Memphis train.

Tenbrooks said to Molly, "What make your head so red?"
"Running in the hot sun with fever in my head.
Fever in my head, oh Lord, fever in my head."

Tenbrooks said to Molly, "You're looking mighty squirreled"
Molly said to Tenbrooks, ³I¹m a-leaving this old world.
Leaving this old world, oh Lord, leaving this old world."

(Chorus)

Out in California where Molly done as she pleased,
Come back to old Kentucky, got beat with all ease.
Beat with all ease, oh Lord, beat with all ease.

Women all a-laughing, children all a-crying,
Mens all a-hollering, and old Tenbrooks a-flying.
Old Tenbrooks a-flying, oh Lord, old Tenbrooks a-flying.

(Chorus)

Kuyper, Kuyper, Kuyper, my son.
Give old Tenbrooks the bridle and let old Tenbrooks run.
Let old Tenbrooks run, oh Lord, let old Tenbrooks run.

Gonna catch old Tenbrooks and hitch him in the shade.
Gonna bury Molly in a coffin ready made.
Coffin ready made, oh Lord, coffin ready made.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Gospel Plow
– Traditional
from their smash CD Ghost Country

With my two hands on the plow, I don't mind my journey now.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.
Mary wore three links of chain, every link was Jesus' name.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

(Chorus:)
Hold on, hold on,
keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

Paul and Silas land in jail, they got nobody to go their bail.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.
One of these mornings 'bout twelve o'clock, this old world's gonna reel and rock.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

(Chorus)

Who's that yonder dressed in red?
Must be the children that Moses led.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.
With my two hands on the plow, I don't mind my journey now.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Two Bits
© 1988 Jon Wilcox Wind River Music BMI
from their smash CD Ghost Country

I got two bits and you got a dollar.
Don't need no Coup De Ville to have ourselves a ball, girl.
*Cause I know a juke box that won't stop blastin',
and I got two bits...

Girl you look so fine, the sun shining through your dress.
Let's make a mess of your feather bed tonight!
But first I wanna dance with you, I wanna make it last.
Get my two bits worth, babe!

When you flash those eyes, how they tantalize me!
Something's got a hold of my soul.
When you move your hips and you lick your lips,
I wanna hold on till I lose control!

Put on your CD, mama, it's just you and me.
We'd better pull the shades, we're such a sight to see!
'Cause we got the rhythm and sweet harmony.
It just takes two bits, baby!

When you flash those eyes, how they tantalize me!
Something's got a hold of my soul.
When you do those things, when you queen my king,
I wanna hold on till I lose control!

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Lonely Night
© 1988 Mike Phelan Donora Street Music BMI
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Lonely night, are you going to last forever?
Or does it just feel that way to me?
Toss and turn, I know there'll be no sleep tonight,
This room's too crowded with your memory.

The sound of two hearts breaking was the shot heard round my world,
As your picture goes on smiling in its frame.
This night stretches out unending like I thought our love would be.
I was wrong, it's a shame.

Another day, that sad face in the mirror
better hurry up he's got a lot to do.
Day rolls by, off to work and "Hi, how are you?"
and back home, another long night without you.

Your picture's still there smiling as if nothing could go wrong.
For a minute I feel love fill up the room.
But its just a paper image of a girl who used to love me,
It's no use, that's the truth.

Lonely night, are you going to last forever?
Or does it just feel that way to me?
Toss and turn, I know there'll be no sleep tonight,
This room's too crowded with your memory.

Memories of our love and how it used to be.
Memories of you when you were loving me.

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The Way I Am
(Throckmorton/Cross Key Pub.)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Wish I were down on some blue bayou
with a bamboo cane stuck in the sand.
But the road I'm on don't seem to go there.
So I'll just dream and keep on being the way I am.

Wish I enjoyed what makes my living.
Did what I do with a willing hand.
Some would run, but that ain't like me.
So I'll just dream and keep on being the way I am.

(Chorus:)
The way I am don't fit my shackles.
The way I am, reality.
I can almost see that bobber dancing,
but I'll just dream and keep on being the way I am.

(Chorus)

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Dark As A Dungeon
(Travis/Hill & Range Songs/Elvis Presley Music)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Come all you young fellows, so young and so fine,
and seek not your fortune in a dark, dreary mine.
It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul
'til the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.

(Chorus:)
Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew.
Where the danger is double and the pleasures are few.
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines,
it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines.

(Chorus)

Well, there's many a man I have known in my day
who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
a man will have lust for the lure of the mine.

(Chorus)

Well, I hope when I die and the ages shall roll,
my body will blacken and turn into coal.
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
and pity the miner, a-diggin' my bones.

(Chorus)

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Sinner Man
(Ralph Stanley/Zap Pub. Inc.)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

Sinner man, so discouraged
while travelling through this land, this land.
Oh, Lord, this land.

Come, let us have a little talk with Jesus
just to hear what He has to say.

(Chorus:)
My God Almighty spoke and He said,
"Go! And I'll go with you.
Open your mouth and I will speak for you."
For the Lord, tell me what to say,
they won't believe on me.

I would not be a sinner,
tell you the reason why:
'Fraid the Lord might call me
and I wouldn't be ready to die.

(Chorus)

Some say give me silver.
Some say give me gold.
I say, "Give me Jesus!
For He's precious to my soul."

(Chorus)

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I Am A Pilgrim
(Merle Travis/Duchess Music)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

(Chorus:)
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
travelling through this wearisome land.
I've got a home in that yonder city, Good Lord,
and it's not, (oh no it's not) not made by hand.

I've got a mother, sister, and a brother
who have gone this way before.
I am determined to go and see them, Good Lord,
over on that other shore.

(Chorus)

I'm going down to the river of Jordan,
just to bathe my weary soul.
If I touch but the hem of his garment, Good Lord,
I believe it would make me whole.

(Chorus)

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I'm On My Way (The Story of Job)
– Traditional
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

I'm on my way, walkin' to the kingdom land.
I'm on my way, walkin' to the kingdom land.
And if you don't go, I'll journey on.
I'm on my way, I'm on my way.

Now, Job, he was the richest of men that lived in the land of Nod.
He was the only man for miles around that kept the commandments of God.
Well, the devil he got jealous of Job and he came to God one day.
He said, "Move your hand from around the man and he'll curse you to your face."

(Chorus:)
There ain't nothin' you can do
that will turn him around.
There ain't nothin' you can do
that will turn him around.
'Cause he done signed up, done made up his mind.
He's on his way, he's on his way.

Well the devil laid his fingers on Job and Job felt downright weak.
And then the devil laid affliction sure with sores from his head to his feet.
Well all Job's friends began to beat with him, it was a number from one to five.
They said, "Oh, you're sick, and you won't get well, you'd better curse your God and die."

(Chorus)

And now Job's wife came-a-truckin' to him with the devil right in her eye.
She said, "Oh, you're sick, and you won't get well, you better curse your God and die."
Now, Job, he looked straight at the woman and he looked up in the sky.
He said, "Woman, you sound like a foolish one, well you sure don't sound like a wife!"

(Chorus)

Now Job's servant came-a-runnin' to him and he said, ³Job, I've got somethin' to say."
He said, "The fire came from heaven last night and carried your cattle away."
Well, Job, he looked right straight at the man, he said "I don't have anything to say.
'Cause it's the Lord God in Heaven what giveth and the Lord God taketh away!"

(Chorus)

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Cry From The Cross
(C. McGregor/Zap Pub Inc.)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

One morning in Jerusalem, about the break of dawn,
a great trial was in session,
they tried our Blessed Lord.
They scorned Him and they mocked Him,
they made Him carry a cross.
On top of Calvary mountain they crucified our Lord.

(Chorus:)

Oh, the cry (Oh, He cried) from the cross,
"Forgive them, Blessed Father!"
He died upon the cross.
Oh, He cried (Jesus cried) from the cross.
The Son of God was dying to save the world from loss.

(Chorus)

Saint Peter, he denied Him at the awful trial that night.
He said he never knew Him - it was an awful sight.
He looked upon Saint Peter with eyes of perfect love.
Saint Peter's heart was broken, he prayed to God above.

(Chorus)

Crying, "Father, it is finished!" and He bowed His head and died.
The world was left in darkness, the graves were open wide.
An earthquake shook Jerusalem, the dead walked into town.
The multitude was frightened, God's wrath came pouring down.

(Chorus)

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Jesus Gave Me Water
(Campbell/Screen Gems-EMI Music Inc.)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

Oh, Jesus gave me water,
Jesus gave me water,
Jesus gave me water,
Jesus gave me water,
Oh, let His praises swell.
Jesus gave me water,
Jesus gave me water,
Jesus gave me water,
and it was not in the well.

There was a woman from Samaria
came to the well to get some water.
There she met a stranger who did a story tell.
That woman dropped her pitcher,
her drinking was made richer
from the water He gave her
and it was not in the well.

Oh, He gave her water,
Jesus gave her water,
Jesus gave her water,
Oh, let His praises swell!
Jesus gave her water,
He gave that woman water.
Livin', lovin', lastin' water
and it was not in the well.

On that woman He took pity,
she ran back to the city
crying, "Glory, Hallelujah!"
and did His wonders tell.
She left my Savior singing,
she came back to Him bringing
the time she had her water, Lord,
and it was not in the well.

Yes, He gave her water,
Jesus gave her water,
Yes, Jesus gave her water,
Oh, let His praises swell!
Jesus gave that woman water,
He gave her that livin', lovin', lastin' water
wa-a-a-ter
and it was not in the well.

Lord, that woman left Him shoutin',
there was no room for doubtin'
that she had made her Savior
who did His wonders tell.
Every time she'd doubt Him,
she'd start to think about Him -
the man who gave her water, Lord,
and it was not in the well.

Yes, Jesus gave her water,
Jesus gave her water,
Jesus gave her water,
Oh, let His praises swell.
I tell you He gave that woman water,
He gave her that lovin', lastin' water
water, water, water, water, water,
and it was not in the well.

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Peace In The Valley
(Dorsey/Hill & Range Songs)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

Well, I'm tired and I'm weary, but I must roll along
'til the Lord comes to call me away.
Where the morning is bright, and the Lamb is the light,
and the night is as fair as the day.

(Chorus:)
There will be peace in the valley for me, some day.
There will be peace in the valley for me, Oh, Lord, I pray!
There will be no sorrow, no sadness, no trouble I see.
There will be peace in the valley for me.

(Chorus)

Well, the bear will be gentle and the wolf will be tame,
and the lion shall lay down by the lamb.
And the beasts of the wild will be led by a child,
and I'll be changed from this creature, Lord, I am.

There will be peace in the valley for me, some day.
There will be peace in the valley for me, Oh, Lord, I pray!
There will be no sorrow, no sadness, no trouble I see.
There will be peace in the valley for me, someday..
There will be peace in the valley for me, someday.

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Amazing Grace
(John Newton)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

Instrumental version

...the truth is, we recorded only the instrumental bagpipe version of "Amazing Grace" but we have sung it at so many Birch Lake Revivals that folks ask for the lyrics. So, here they are!

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found,
was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
and grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
the hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come.
'Twas grace that brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home.

When we've been there ten thousand years,
bright shining as the sun,
we've no less days to sing God's praise
than when we first begun.

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Sowing on the Mountain
– Traditional
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

(Chorus):
Sowing on the mountain, reaping in the valley.
Sowing on the mountain, reaping in the valley.
Sowing on the mountain, reaping in the valley.
You're gonna reap just what you sow.

God gave Noah the rainbow sign.
God gave Noah the rainbow sign.
God gave Noah the rainbow sign.
Said no more water, but the fire next time.

(Chorus)

Where you gonna run to when the world's on fire?
Where you gonna run to when the world's on fire?
Where you gonna run to when the world's on fire?
You're gonna reap just what you sow.

(Chorus)

When this world is all on fire,
When this world is all on fire,
When this world is all on fire,
Let thy bosom be my pillow.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Pass Me Not
(Lyrics: Fanny J. Crosby, Music: W. H. Doane; P.D.)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
do not pass me by.

(Chorus:)
Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry;
while on others Thou art calling,
do not pass me by.

Let me at the throne of mercy
heal my unbelief.
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
find my sweet relief.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Little Moses
– Traditional
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

Away by the river so clear
the ladies were winding their way
when Pharoah's little daughter stepped down to the water
to bathe in the cool of the day.

Before it was dark, she looked in the ark
and found a sweet infant was there.
Before it was dark, she opened the ark
and found a sweet infant was there.

And away by the waters so blue, so blue,
the infant was lonely and sad.
She took him in pity and thought him so pretty,
then made little Moses so glad.

She called him her own, her beautiful son,
and sent for a nurse that was near.
She called him her own, her beautiful son,
and sent for a nurse that was near.

And away by the waters so clear, so clear,
they carried that beautiful child.
To his own tender mother, sister and brother
little Moses looked happy and smiled.

His mother, so good, done all that she could
to raise him and teach him with care.
His mother, so good, done all that she could
to raise him and teach him with care.

Away by the sea that was red, so red,
little Moses, the servant of God.
While in Him confided, the sea was divided,
as upward he lifted his rod.

The Jews safely crossed while Pharoah's host
was drownded in the waters and lost.
The Jews safely crossed while Pharoah's host
was drownded in the waters and lost.

And away up on a mountain so high,
the last one that he ever did see.
With Israel victorious, his hope was most glorious,
he'd soon over Jordan be free.

When his spirit did cease, he departed in peace
and rested in the heavens above.
When his spirit did cease, he departed in peace
and rested in the heavens above.

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Walking in Jerusalem

– Traditional
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

John said the city was just foursquare.
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.
And he declared that he'd meet me there.
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.

(Chorus:)
I want to be ready, I want to be ready,
I want to be ready
to walk in Jerusalem just like John

When Peter was preaching at the Pentecost,
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.
He was endowed with the Holy Ghost.
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.

(Chorus)

I'm sometimes up and I'm sometimes down.
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.
Still my soul is heavenly bound.
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.

(Chorus)

Oh John, Oh John, what do you say?
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.
I'll be there at the coming day!
Walking in Jerusalem, just like John.

(Chorus)

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Wings Of A Dove
(Bob Ferguson/Husky Music)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

(Chorus:)
On the wings of a snow-white dove
He sends His pure, sweet love.
A sign from above on the wings of a dove.

When troubles surround us, when evils come,
the body grows weak, the spirit grows numb.
When these things beset us, He doesn't forget us,
He sends down His love on the wings of a dove.

(Chorus:)

When Noah had drifted on the flood many days,
he searched for land in various ways.
Troubles, he had some, but wasn't forgotten,
He sent him His love on the wings of a dove.

(Chorus:)
A sign from above on the wings of a dove.

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How Can I Keep From Singing
(Lyrics: Anne Warner (1864), (v.3) Doris Plenn, Music: Rev. R. Lowry/Sanga Music, Inc.)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

My life flows on in endless song
above Earth's lamentation.
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
that hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife,
I hear that music ringing.
It sounds an echo in my soul,
how can I keep from singing?

What though the tempest loudly roars,
I know the truth, it liveth.
What though the darkness 'round me close
songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
while to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is Lord of Heaven and Earth,
how can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble, sick with fear
and hear their death knells ringing,
when friends rejoice both far and near,
how can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile,
our thoughts to them are winging.
When friends by shame are undefiled,
how can I keep from singing?

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Rivers Of Babylon
(B. Dow, T. Mcaughton, G. Reyan, F. Farian/Ackee Music Inc.; Al Gallico Music; Gema)
from the CD How Can I Keep From Singing

(1:)
By the rivers of Babylon, where he sat down,
and there he wept when he remembered Zion.
Oh, the wicked carry us away captivity,
require from us a song,
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?

(1)

(2:)
So, let the words of our mouth
and the meditations of our heart
be acceptable in Thy sight.
Oh, verai!

(1)

(2)

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from the CD "FOUR SPACIOUS GUYS"



Sailing Away To The West
© 1995 Dan Wheetman
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Joshua stood on the mountain,
Sailing away to the west.
He looked down on Jericho,
said, "Lord, I'll do my best!"
Blow on your trumpet and let your cymbals crash!
When the spirit starts a-moving, there ain't no turning back!

Joshua came empty handed.
Sailing away to the west.
Take my comfort in your song
like the dove takes to the nest.
Blow on your trumpet and let your cymbals crash!
When the spirit starts a-moving, there ain't no turning back!

Joshua told the children,
Sailing away to the west.
"Build a fire of your faith and the Lord will do the rest."
Blow on your trumpets and let your voices sound!
Joshua shouted, "Glory!", and the walls came tumbling down!

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Higher Ground
© 1996 Nick Forster arranged by Marley's Ghost
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Rolling down the old plank road,
rain was pouring down.
Rained all night and rained all day,
time to move to higher ground!

Go up on the mountain,
sunshine all around.
River, she's a rising,
time to move to higher ground!

Not so very long ago,
not many folks around.
Trees are turned to houses now,
time to move to higher ground!

The river is running high and fast,
taking trees and bridges down.
Change is coming and it's going to last,
time to move to higher ground!

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Gabrielle
© 1975 Dan Wheetman
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Oh, Gabrielle, Oh, Gabrielle!
Hear me calling soft and low!
Moonlight through the cypress
is shining down on the bayou.

Oh, Gabrielle, Oh, Gabrielle!
You know your mama is asleep.
Come on out of the window,
don't you even make a peep!

Oh, Gabrielle, Oh, Gabrielle!
Won't you come along with me?
I'll take you to the fais do-do
and I will get you home at three.

Oh, Gabrielle, Oh, Gabrielle!
Well, I just want to dance with you.
Let me hold you in my arms,
oh, ma chére je t'aime beaucoup!

Oh, Gabrielle, Oh, Gabrielle!
Now when I walk you home,
you can kiss me in the moonlight
and your mama will never know.

Oh, Gabrielle, Oh, Gabrielle!
You know your mama is asleep.
Come on out of your window,
and don't you even make a peep!

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Sugar Trade
© 1995 Dan Wheetman
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Sweat shines silver on a black man's back.
Working to the rhythm of the knife and the hoe.
Pain in the breast, cotton in the sack,
"Go along, buddy, don't you work so slow!"

Man needs a rest every once and awhile.
Working to the rhythm of the knife and the hoe.
They work you harder just to see you smile,
step out of line you don't work no more.

(Chorus:)
And every night, sweet deals are made
when you're working on the sugar trade.

Poppies are swaying in the summer sun.
Working to the rhythm of the knife and the hoe.
Slit their throat and the black blood runs,
bittersweet sugar just as white as snow.

Dull green leaf of the coca tree,
Working to the rhythm of the knife and the hoe.
Sold to the children down on the street.
They just want a little, then a little bit more.

(Chorus)

Sister is working out on the street.
Working to the rhythm of the knife and the hoe.
She's gotta hustle every man she meets,
"Come on sugar, don't you want a little more?"

Take her body, never see her mind.
Working to the rhythm of the knife and the hoe.
The poor man's blood is the rich man's wine.
Just want a little, then a little bit more!

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Oh, Mary, Don't You Weep
– Traditional
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

(Chorus:)
Oh Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn!
Oh Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn!
Said, Pharoah's army got drownded,
Oh, Mary, don't you weep!

Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn!
Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn!
Cause the Pharoah's army got drownded,
Oh, Mary, don't you weep!

(Chorus)

Now one of these mornings, bright and fair,
I spread my wings and breathe the air,
Cause the Pharoah's army got drownded,
Oh Mary don't you weep!

(Chorus)

Now when I get to heaven, gonna sing and shout.
There ain't nobody there gonna turn me out!
Cause Pharoah's army got drownded,
Oh, Mary, don't you weep!

(Chorus)

Now one of these mornings, twelve o'clock,
this old world's gonna reel and rock!
And Pharoah's army got drownded,
Oh, Mary, don't you weep!

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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How Will I Ever Be Simple Again?
© 1982 Richard Thompson Island Music
BMI
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

She danced through the streets with the guns all around her,
all torn like a rag doll, barefoot in the rain.
And she sang like a child, "Too-ra-loo, too-ra-letty!"
Oh, how will I ever be simple again?

And she sat by the banks of the dirty, grey river
and tried for a fish with a worm on a pin.
There was nothing but fever and ghosts in the water,
Oh, how will I ever be simple again?

War was my love and my friend and companion,
what did I care for the pretty and gay?
But her smile was so clear and my heart was so troubled,
Oh, how will I ever be simple again?

In a poor burned-out house, I sat down at her table.
And the smell of her hair was like cornfields in May.
And I wanted to weep but my eyes ached from crying,
Oh, how will I ever be simple again?

So graceful she moved through the dust and the ruins,
happy she was in her dances and games.
Oh, teach me to see with your innocent eyes, love!
Oh, how will I ever be simple again?

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Sirey (Sierra) Peaks
© 1973 Gale Garner
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Now way up north in the Sirey Peaks, where the yellowjack pines grow tall,
old Buster Giggs and Sagebrush Sam had a roundup camp last fall.
Any old calf that sported long ears and didn't brush up by day,
got his long ears chiseled and old hide sizzled in a most artistic way.

Now Sagebrush Sam says to Buster Giggs as he throwed his long legs down,
"I'm getting tired of topography and I reckon I'll jog to town."
Well he started off at a right smart lope, cause it weren't no sight of a ride.
And them were the days when a good cowpuncher could oil up his insides.

At the old Kentucky Bar they stopped at the head of Whiskey Row.
And they wound up tight, some time that night, some forty drinks below.
Well, the house turned round and they set 'em up and they started them the other way.
Honest to goodness, tell the truth, those boys got drunk that day!

They started back for the Sirey Peaks, just packing up a durned good load.
And who should they meet but the devil himself come a prancing down the road.
And he says, "Doggone, you cowboy skunks, you'd better hunt your holes!
I am the devil from the Hell's Rimrock come to gather up your souls!"

"Well, Devil be damned!" says Buster Giggs, "Us boys is kinda tight!
But before you corral any cowboy souls, you sure have a beautiful fight!"
And he throws his rope and he throws it straight and it spun down good and true.
Then he roped the devil by his pointed horns and he took his dallies, too!

Sagebrush Sam was a lariat man with his gutline coiled up neat.
And he threw out his rope and he punched him a hole and he roped him the devil's hind feet.
And they stretched him out and they lowered him down as the sizzling irons grew hot.
And they cut off his horns with a dehorn saw and they branded him up a lot!

They tied ten knots in the old boy's tail and they left him there for a joke.
With a beller and cough they loped right off snaked up to a blackjack oak.
If you ever go riding in the Sirey Peaks and you hear one hell of a wail,
it's only the devil just a-yowling and a-growling with the knots tied in his tail!

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I Can See Your Aura
© Mark Graham 1987 Eternal Doom Music
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

I've done lots of spiritual healing,
I'm in touch with all my feelings.
I've read palms and read the stars of kings and queens.
And I hate to bum you out, but you have, without a doubt,
the ugliest aura this poor boy's ever seen!

(Chorus:)
I can see your aura and it's ugly!
Your spirit must be rotten to the core!
To a New Age guy like me, you just bring pain and misery..
So, darling, I can't love you any more!

In some life before, you murdered people by the score.
Your evil is so totally complete!
All good from you is gone you are darkness with no dawn.
Either that or you are eating too much meat!

(Chorus)

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Teach My Heart To Believe
© Dan Wheetman 1995 Happy Skies Music
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Oh, Ezekiel, he looked up and saw the wheel.
The big wheel is turned by faith
and the little wheel is run by grace.
Teach my heart to believe!

Cross that Cumberland Gap,
keep your wagon in that track!
It's a rough road and a dangerous ride,
new life waiting on the other side!
Teach my heart to believe!

Hush! little Katy, dear!
Go to sleep and don't you fear!
Angels stay right by your side
until the morning light.
Teach my heart to believe!

Cross the valley and back again,
I have searched, but all in vain.
When I find it here inside,
these old dry bones came back alive.
Teach my heart to believe!

Hand to your partner, hand to your friend,
around the room and back again!
Hands in the middle and form a star,
where you is is where you are!
Teach my heart to believe!

Oh, Ezekiel, he looked up and saw the wheel.
Big wheel is turned by faith
and the little wheel is run by grace.
Teach my heart to believe!

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Hearts Aren't Made Of Stone
© Mike Phelan 1994 Donora Street Music BMI
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

I can't see you, are you far away from me?
Close behind the wall of stone?
I need you, come out where I can see you.
Don't stay hidden, all alone.

(Chorus:)
If the walls were made of stone,
we could bring them down together.
Love, we know, will conquer stone and steel.
But to breach the walls inside us
is taking something stronger.
Is it stronger than the love I feel?
Hearts aren't made of stone.

I can feel you just a breath away.
Are we one or two?
Wrap your love around my heart to stay,
feel my love for you.

(Chorus)

Love is waiting in my heart for you,
more than you've ever known.
Two hearts come together to be one,
hearts aren't made of stone.

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Turtle Dove
– Georgia Sea Island Singers
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Turtle dove done drooped his wings. (done drooped his wings)
Turtle dove done drooped his wings. (done drooped his wings)
Turtle dove done drooped his wings,
Went on to Zion and Heav'n to sing.

(Chorus:)
Adam and Eve, Oh, no!
Adam and Eve, don't you tell it to me!
Meet me at the door, don't tell it to me!
Sa-sa-la-do and sa-la-sa-ree...

My name is written on David's line. (on David's line)
My name is written on David's line. (on David's line)
My name is written on David's line.
I'm goin' to Heav'n on the wheel of time.

(Chorus)

When I get to Heav'n, I know the rules. (I know the rules)
When I get to Heav'n, I know the rules. (I know the rules)
When I get to Heav'n, I know the rules:
Keep goin' down to the bathin' pool.

(Chorus)

Turtle dove done drooped his wings. (done drooped his wings)
Turtle dove done drooped his wings. (done drooped his wings)
Turtle dove done drooped his wings,
Went on to Zion and Heav'n to sing.

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Fiddler's Green
– Traditional
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

As I strolled by the dockside one morning so fair
to take the salt water and breathe the sea air,
I spied an old fisherman singing this song,
"Help me now, boys, for my time isn't long."

(Chorus:)
Dress me up in me oilskins and jumper.
No more by the docks I'll be seen.
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip, mates.
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green.

Now Fiddler's Green is a place I hear tell
where the fishermen go if they don't go to Hell.
Where the sun always shines and the dolphins do play,
and the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away.

(Chorus)

Where the weather is clear and there's never a gale,
and the fish jump on board with a flip of their tail.
You lie on the decks and there's no work to do,
and the captain's below making tea for the crew.

(Chorus)

When you put into port and the long day is through,
there's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there, too.
The girls are all pretty and the beer is all free,
and there's bottles of rum lying under each tree.

(Chorus)

Now I don't want a harp, not a halo, not me.
Just give me a deck and the free rolling sea.
The wind in the rigging will sing me a song,
and I'll play my old squeezebox as we roll along.

(Chorus)

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Rock The Rose
– Traditional
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

What you gonna do when the well runs dry?
Lord, I don't know!
What you gonna do when the baby cries?
Rock the cradle, Joe!

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Them Beautiful Bottles
© Hank Bradley 1997 Mill Gulch Music
from the CD Four Spacious Guys

Hey, good people, come and listen to my noise, I've just come back to town.
Been on the road five hundred miles too long and I've got us a brand new song.
Gonna bring out the fiddle and rosin up the bow, play here all night long.
So, go out and pillage the garden patch, buy out the grocery store!
Ain't gonna live on chili dogs no more, and HoJo's make me sore.
Gonna make a big feast, sit down and gobble, till we just can't gobble any more!

Come look at those beautiful bottles, boys, let's line 'em all up in a row!
Let's stay right here and no more ramblin' go,
and we'll play every song we know.
And we'll play standing up and we'll play sitting down
and we'll play lying out on the floor!

Oh, Judy, Judy!
Oh, where you been so long?
Don't stay outside when the party's going on,
come hear our brand new song!
Gonna take you out where the whippoorwills call and keep you all night long!
I see the party's over boys, I hear the sirens wail.
Police come and carry us all to jail,
and there ain't gonna be no bail.
When the rooster crows to bring on the light,
we'll be ridden out of town on a rail!

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1.Tender Mercy - ©1997Dan Wheetman/Happy Skies Music BMI
Dan - vocal, acoustic guitar
Mike - vocal, Telecaster
Jon - vocal, mandolin
Ed - pedal steel
Barney - Hammond B-3 organ
Nick - bass
Jerry - drums

When I was younger, I heard the voice of reason
But I did not care much for what she had to say
I loved her stepsisters, Vice and Treason
Always happy to be traveling when you're going astray

I was never convicted of harm with intention
But I sure did a lotta hurt along the way
Thought a pound of cure was worth the ounce of prevention
I would not listen to what my heart had to say

CHO: Never mind how you got here (that's a much bigger question)
What are you gonna do now (give up or give in)
Like a drowning man it's so hard to surrender
Let that tender mercy save you again

Somewhere on the journey my eyes started to open
But it did not come in a flash of light
Just a gradual turning, a gentle unfolding
A voice in the darkness a hand in the night

CHO:
instrumental verse solo (Mike)
There's a time for laughing and a time for crying
A time for dancing at the edge of the sea
There's your moment of birth and your hour of dying
What are you gonna do with all that time in between?
CHO:
Tag/Intro/out
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He stood there with a sign "Will work for food"
Looked like he hadn't eaten in a while
So I handed him a dollar and as I turned away
I wondered when the last time was he'd smiled
Or had a good friend, or laughed out loud

They stand there with their signs " Will work for food"
Or just sit staring far out into space
And people, passing by, act like they just don't care
Or look disgusted and pick up their pace
Fellow members of the human race

You can call them lazy, say trouble's all they've earned
Or maybe you will sigh and look concerned
But once they all were babies, just like you
I assure you it was never in their plan
To be standing in the cold, on the corner, all alone
Homeless, hungry, holding out their hands

He was angry, standing by the grocery store
He held the hand of a little boy of four
When I think about that boy, and what his future holds
I'll tell you friends, it makes my blood run cold
To think he'll end up out there with a sign
Now I don't know just what that sign will say
Or if people will pay any more attention
Than they did to one his daddy held today

For the old guy, on the corner, say a prayer.
He looks like birds been living in his hair
Beneath the stubble and the dirt, and that filthy army shirt
You wouldn't know your brother standing there
Hopeless, empty, thousand-mile stare

You can call him crazy, say trouble's all he's earned
Or maybe you will sigh and look concerned
But once he was a baby, just like you
I assure you it was never in his plan
To be standing in the cold, on the corner, all alone
Homeless, hungry, holding out his hand
And they sleep out in the cold
Numb and frightened, all alone
Homeless, hungry, holding out their hands

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