Waddeley Achee When it's late and you're home and fed,
Curling up snug in your waterbed.
Addeley-achee, Waddeley-achee Stars are shining and the moon is bright,
Doodley-do, Doodely-do Good night, little whale, goodnight.
Simplest thing, there isn't much to it, Baby beluga, baby beluga, with tomorrow's sun,
All you've got doodley-do it, Another day has come, you'll soon be waking.
I like the rest but the part I like best Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is the doodley, doodley-do Is your mother home with you, so happy.
Actions: Hands together, make the shape of a small
Actions: whale jumping over the waves.
Slap knees twice, clap hands twice,
Pass the right hand over the left hand twice, This Old Man
Pass the left hand over the right hand twice.
Touch the nose with the right hand, then touch the left This old man, he plays one,
shoulder and leave the hand there. He plays knick-knack on my thumb.
Touch the nose with the left hand, then touch the right With a knick-knack, paddy-wack, give a dog a bone.
shoulder and leave the hand there. This old man goes rolling home.
Put both hands up in the air and pinch the fingers Two-on my shoe. [Tap shoe.]
together three times Three-on my knee. [Tap on knee.]
Four-on the floor. [Touch the floor.]
Repeat the song and actions several times, a bit Five-on my hive. [Move hands as if brushing bees
faster each time away from ears.]
Six-on my sticks. [Tap knuckles of other hand.]
Goin' On a Lion Hunt Seven-up to Devon. [Shake fist.]
Eight-on my pate. [Tap top of head.]
[Audience echoes each line and sets up clap/lap- Nine-on my spine. [Touch backbone.]
slapping rhythm.] Ten-now and then. [Raise hands shoulder high, open
and close fists in rhythm.]
Goin' on a lion hunt.
Goin to catch a big one. With My Hand on Myself
I'm not afraid.
Look, what's up ahead? With my hand on myself, vas is das here? [Touch top
Mud! of head.]
Can't go over it. Das is mine topnotcher, ya mama dear.
Can't go under it. Topnotcher, topnotcher, ya mama dear.
Can't go around it. Dot's vot I learned in der school, boom-boom.
Gotta go through it. [Make sloshing sounds and move To continue, substitute a word from the following list
hands as if slogging.] for "topnotcher" and add to the list each time you
Sticks. [Snap fingers.] sing. Recite
Tree. [Make gestures climbing up and down.] in reverse as with the Menu Song.
Gate. [Make gate-opening gestures.] Sweat brower
River. [make swimming gestures.] Eye winker
Cave. [Go in it and find lion. Reverse all motions Horn blower
quickly to get home.] Soup strainer
Lunch eater
Baby Beluga Chin chowser
Rubbernecker
Baby beluga in the deep blue sea, Chest protector
Swim so wild and you swim so free. Breadbasket
Heaven about you, sea below, Foot stomper
Just a little white whale on the go.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.
Way down yonder where the dolphins play,
Where they dive and splash all day,
The waves roll in and the waves roll out,
See the water squirting out of your spout.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, sing your little song,
Sing for all your friends, we like to hear you.
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Singing in the Rain
We're singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, we're happy again.
Stop! (Hands out in front palms away)
Thumbs up! [Group echoes.]
Toot-ta-ta-da, toot-ta-ta-da, toot-DA-DA. [Group
echoes.]
Add each of the following, in turn:
Elbows in
Knees bent
Toes together
Buns back
Chest out
Chin down
Tongue out
Way Over the Irish Sea
When I was one, I had just begun
The day I went to sea
I climbed aboard a pirate ship and the captain said
to me,
"We'll go this way, that way, forward and back
Way over the Irish Sea.
A bottle of Coke to soothe my throat,
And that's the life for me.
Da, da, dum; da, da, dum . . .
When I was two, I tied my shoe . . .
When I was three, I bumped my knee . . .
When I was four, I shut the door . . .
When I was five, I was still alive . . .
When I was six, I gathered sticks . . .
When I was seven, I was almost in heaven . . .
When I was eight, I closed the gate . . .
When I was nine, I was feeling fine . . .
When I was ten, I started over again . . .
[Suggested motions: "...climbed aboard..." {as if
climbing up the side of a ship} "...the captain said..."
{give salute}
"We'll go..." {bend at the waist; first left,
right, for- ward, and back} "...over the Irish Sea."
{make waves with hand} "...bottle of coke..." {as if
chugging a
soft drink} "...to soothe my throat..." {touch
throat with hand} "...that's the life..." {slap knee and
raise hand} "...da, da, dum..." {step forward, step
back}
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Camp Yells Got a big behind,
Like Frankenstein
Gimme A Yell We like to Meet
On SesAme Street,
Give a yell, a yell, With our big banana shoes and our lace-up feet.
A good substantial yell, We are the best in every way
And when we yell, we yell like this We're the _____ staff
And this is what we yell. And we're here to stay!!
Amen, Amen, AmenDiego San Diego, Junior Birdman
Baby in a high chair.
Who put er' up there? (* Assume the Position *)
Ma, Pa, Sis-Boom-Bah, Up in the air, Junior Birdman.
Grizzly Staff - Rah Rah Rah! Up in the air up-side down.
Up in the air, Junior Birdman.
New & Different Feet never touching the ground.
B-I-R-D-M-A-N
Give a Yell, a Yell Birdman, Birdman, Eiyooom (airplane)
A new & different yell
And when we yell Jigga-Cheer
we yell like this
Ahhhhhhh! We're the _____ Staff
and we're real cool cats,
Our Eyes are Hayseed
We got a lot of this
Our eyes are hayseed, and a lot of that.
Our hair is seaweed, So stand right here and shake your rear,
And our ears are made of leather, Let's all do the jigga-cheer
And they flop in windy weather. Bam-boom jigga jigga..jigga jigga
Tough as a pine-knot. ""
We're tall as a hemlock. ""
We're the _____ Staff of 19__! ""
Jay Bird Song Funky Chicken
(This should be chanted, not sung.) Leader: Can you do the funky Chicken?
Scouts: What's that you say?
Way down south, not so very far off, L: I said, Can you do the funky Chicken?
A blue Jay died with the Whoopin' cough, S: What's that you say?
And he whooped so hard A: I said Oo-ah-ah-ah,
With the Whoopin' cough, Oo-ah-ah-ah,
That he whooped his head and his tail right off! Oo-ah-ah-ah!
Same song, second verse. Also:Frankenstein
Gonna get louder and gonna get worse. Itch & Scratch
(Each time whooped or whoopin' is said, everyone FunkEgyptian
should stand up and then sit down quickly. Chant Funky Surfer
louder and
faster for three times.) How Funky is Your Chicken?
Acka - Backa.i.Yells:Acka - Backa How Funky is your Chicken?
How loose is your Goose?
Kiss my acka-backa, Come on all you staffers,
My soda cracka', and shake your caboose!
My be-ho boly-holy,
Yo' mama... yo' daddy B The Boys Are Here
Yo' greasy-grimy
Got a hole in your fanny B - The boys are here,
S - The spirit's here
A - All night and day.
B - S - A!
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B With an S Mickey Mouse
B-B-B with an S G-R-I-Z Z-L-E-Y S-T-A-P-H
S-S-S with and A Grizzly staff (Grizzly staff)
B with an S Grizzly staff (Grizzly staff)
S with an A I'm (fill in names)
B-S-A!
S.T.A.P.H
We Are Crazy
S-T-A-P-H S-T-A-P-H
(* Tune of Fere Jaques *) S-T-A-P-H Staff Staff
Staff is great UGH!!
We are crazy, we are crazy.
We are nuts, we are nuts. Scout!
Happy little staffers,
Happy little staffers. You know you make me want to SCOUT!
B-b-b-b-b, B-b-b-b-b Throw my hands up and SCOUT!
(* flutter lips with finger *) Kick my heels up and SCOUT!
Throw my hands up and
Boom Chica Boom SCOUT! SCOUT! SCOUT!
Goup Echo Ernie's Yell
I say a boom chica boom Boom Boom ain't it great to be Crazy
I say a boom chica boom Boom boom ain't it great to beNuts
I say a boom chica rocka chica rocka chica boom Boom boom ain't it great to beOff the wall
Oh yeah! Boom boom ain't it great to be Nuts.
Uh Huh!
One More time Easton Family
________ (Leader's name) style
(Adams Family)
Staff style;
I say a broOm stick a broom Insert your camp name
I say a broom stick a broom
I say a broom stick a rock a stick a rock a stick a
broom
Oh yeah!
Uh huh!
Grizzly Staff,
Number one!
Staff Wave
Have one person run back and forth in front of the
staff as they do a wave. Then continue on to include
the rest of the campers.
Roll Call
When the MC yells out roll call the staff rolls on the
ground.
UPSS
One staffer steps forward and yells "UPSS" and the
whole staff resounds in a scream. The former staffer
steps
forward again and says "Uncontrollable Primal Staff
Scream."
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Staff Songs Sleepy Staffer
Grizzly Life What do you do with a sleepy staffer
What do you do with a sleepy staffer
They tell you at camp Grizzly, What do you do with a sleepy staffer
the coffee's mighty fine. Early in the morning?
It's good on cuts and bruises, CHORUS
and tastes like Iodine. Way hey late ye risers.
Way hey late ye risers.
Oh I don't want no more of Grizzly life, Way hey late ye risers
Gee mom I wanna go home. Early in the morning
They tell yOu in the mess hall, 2. Pull him out of bed with a running bowline.
the biscuits mighty fine. 3. Throw him in the lake with his pants on backwards.
4. Hit him in the face with a sopping towel.
One fell off the table, 5. Put him to bed an hour sooner.
and killed a friend of mine.
Twelve Days of Summer Camp
CHORUS
On the day of Summer Camp,
They tell you in the Boy Scouts, My mommy sent to me
the uniform's just fine. A box of oatmeal cookies
Two turtle-necks
Me and my patrol, Three pair of socks
can all fit into mine. Four candy bars
Five underwear
CHORUS Six postcards
Seven envelopes
Work on the nature trails, Eight postage stamps
you do your job and then, Nine dollar bills
Ten cans of soda
The director comes round, Eleven shoe laces
and you do it all again. Twelve cans of blood-sucking helicopter repellant
CHORUS Whistle While You Work
They tell you in the mess hall, Just whistle while you work (whistle)
the chicken's mighty hot. Put on that grin and start right in,
To whistle loud and long.
One stepped off my table, Just hum a merry tune. (hum)
and tied a bowline knot. Just do your best, then take a rest,
And sing yourself a song.
CHORUS When there's tOo much to do,
Don't let it bother you,
Gee mom I wanna go, Forget your trouble,
But they won't let me go, Try to be just like
I just wanna go home. The cheerful chick-a-dee.
And whistle while you work. (whistle)
Coffee Come on, get smart, tune up and start,
To whistle while you work.
C-o-f-f-e-e
Coffee is not for me
It's a drink some people wake up with
That it makes them nervous is no myth
Slaves to a coffee cup
They can't give coffee up
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King of the Camp On My Honor
Flies, bugs, and bumblebees On my honor I'll do my best
Chigger bites on my knees To do my duty to God.
Band-Aids from head to toe On my honor I'll do my best
Got a sunburn on my nose To serve my country as I may.
Sand in the food I eat On my honor I'll do my best
Blisters on both of my feet To do my good turn each day,
I'm in..PAIN but I can't complain To keep my body strengthened,
To keep my mind awakened,
CHORUS To follow paths of righteousness,
Cause I'm.. On my honor I'll do my best.
King of the camp.
I know al the Moms and Dads Oh, How I Hate to Get up in The Morning
and all of their brats Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning.
All of their doggies Oh, how I'd love to remain in bed.
For the hardest part of all,
and all of their cats Is to hear the bugler call;
Well if the kids are as great You've got to get up,
You've got to get up,
as the parents all say? You've got to get up in this morning.
How come every summer Someday I'm going to murder the bugler,
Someday they're going to find him dead,
they send them away. I'll amputate his reveille
and step upon it heavily,
Meanwhile back at the pool And spend the rest of my life in bed.
Water is nice and cool
Kids splashing all around The Scotsman's Kilt
While I'm teaching them
How to drown A Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
I lose more little kids that way And one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more
Some in the woods each day than his share
I'm in-sane but I can't complain He staggered on until he could no longer keep his
CHORUS feet
Then stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the
Back up on the Rifle range skeet street.
acting mighty strange
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Shootin' rabbits on the run Ring di diddle i o
With a 22 caliber gun He stumbled off into the grass to sleep
He shoots..black powder, trap and beside the street.
But he never brings us meat Later on two young and lovely girls just happened by,
He's out of range And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
And he acts real strange You see yon sleeping Scotsman who is young and
CHORUS handsome built
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath
Meanwhile back at the store their kilt.
Kids are poundin on the door Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
workin' at the till I wonder if it's true what they don't wear
Kids peekin o'er the windowsill beneath their kilt.
He sells ice cream and candy bars They crept up to the sleeping Scotsman quiet as could
Licorice out of plastic jars be
He's out of change and he acts real strange Then lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
And he's king of the camp And there behold for them to view beneath his
CHORUS Scottish skirt
Was nothing but what God had graced him with upon
his birth
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
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Ring di diddle i o
There was nothing there but what God gave
upon his birth
They marveled for a moment then one said we'd best
be gone
But let's leave a present for our friend before we
move along
They took a blue silk ribbon and they tied it in a bow
Around the bonnie spar that the Scot's lifted kilt did
show
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
Around the bonnie spar that the Scot's lifted
kilt did show
The Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled
toward a tree
Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he
sees
Then in a startled voice he says to what's before his
eyes
Oh Lad I don't know where you've been but I see you
won first prize"
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
"Oh Lad I don't know where you've been but
I see you won first prize"
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Graces Adams Family Grace
Philmont Grace TUNE: The Old Addams Family Theme
Clarence E. Dunn Be present at our table LORD,
Be here and every where adored.
For food, These mercies bless and grant that we,
For rainment, May love serve and obey Thee.
For life, Ah-ah-amen _(snap-snap)*
For opportunity, Ah-ah-amen _(snap-snap)*
For friendship and fellowship Ah-ah-amen, Ah-ah-amen,
We thank thee O Lord. Ah-ah-amen _(snap-snap)*
*Note: Cross arms when snapping fingers
Singing Grace
Rock You Grace
Tune: Michael Row the Boat Ashore
TUNE: We Will Rock You
God is great, God is good, Al-le-lu-ia.
Let us thank Him for our food, Al-le-lu-ia. Heavenly Father, LORD and King,
By His hand we all are fed, Al-le-lu-ia. You provide us with everything.
Thank you Lord, for daily bread, Al-le-lu-ia. We've got Food on our plate,
Tastin' great.
Johnny Appleseed Grace Thank you for the food we already ate.
Singing thank you Father, thank you!
Oh, The Lord's Been Good To Me Thank you Father, thank you!
And So I Thank The Lord
For Giving Me The Things I Need. Doxology
The Sun And The Rain And The Appleseed.
The Lord's Been Good To Me Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
And every seed that grows Praise Him all creatures here below;
Will grow into a tree Praise Him above ye heavenly host;
And someday soon there'll be apples there Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
For everyone in the world to share Amen
The Lord is good to me . Amen.
God is Good
Scottish Grace
(Tune: Rock-a-round-the-clock)
(Tune: Yankee Doodle)
God is Good, God is Great
Some have meat and cannot eat, And We Thank Him for our Food.
And some have none that want it. Got to Thank Him Morning noon and Night.
But we have meat and we can eat, For our God is out - a - sight
And so the Lord be thanked. Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.
Edelweiss Thanks Be to God
Bless Our Friends, Bless Our Food, (Tune: Windy)
Come, Dear Lord, And Sit With Us.
May Our Hearts Glow With Peace. Thanks be to God the Father Almighty.
Come With Your Love To Surround Us. Thanks be to God who gave us this Earth.
Friendship And Love, May They Bloom And Grow, Thanks be to God the Spirit Eternal.
Bloom And Grow Forever. Thanks be to God forever.
Bless Our Friends, Bless Our Food Bless All Peoples Amen.
Forever.
(Repeat This Section) Back of the Bread
Back of the bread is the flour,
And back of the flour is the mill,
And back of the mill is the wind and the rain,
And the Father's will.
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Hark to the Chimes We Thank Thee Father
Hark to the chimes, come bow your head. (Tune: Hernando's Hideaway)
We thank Thee, Lord, for this good bread.
We thank thee Father, for thy care
Neath These Tall Green Trees And for they bounty everywhere,
For this and every other gift,
'Neath these tall green trees we stand, Our grateful hearts to thee we lift.
Asking blessings from His hand.
Thanks we give to Thee above, Thank You Lord
For Thy health and strength and love.
(Tune: Edelweiss)
Thank Thee
Thank you Lord on this day,
(Tune: Jacob's Ladder) For our many good blessings,
Thank you Lord on this day,
Thank Thee, Thank Thee, Heavenly Father, For our many close friendships.
For Thy blessings, as we gather, Glory to God, may you hear our prayer
Give us peace and understanding, Guide us on forever,
Bless us all, O Lord. Thank you Lord on this day,
For our blessings and friendships.
Wayfarer's Grace
Praise Be To God
(Tune: Doxology)
(Tune: Windy)
For all the glory of the way,
For Thy protection, night and day, Praise be to God, the Father almighty
For roof-tree, fire and bed and board, Praise be to God for this day
For friends and home, we thank Thee Lord. Praise be to God, the spirit eternal
Praise be to God forever.
Be Present
Hark Hear the Chimes
(Tune: Gillette Commercial)
(Tune: Big Ben)
Be present at our table, Lord
Be here and everywhere adored Hark hear the chimes
These morsels bless and grant that we Come bow your head
May feast in Paradise with thee. Lord, we thank you
For this our bread
Eagle Thanks
Oh, Lord
(Tune: Oobla-de, Oobla-da)
(Tune: My Bonnie)
Eagle thanks the Lord for the Mountains
Fish thanks the Lord for the sea Oh, Lord, we thank you for this meal
We thank the Lord for our blessings Oh, Lord, we thank you for our friends
For what we are about to receive. Oh, Lord, we thank you for Blue Springs
Oh, Please won't you stay close to us.
Our Father Please bless, please bless,
Oh, please bless this food for us, for us.
(Tune: Frere Jacques) Please bless, please bless,
Oh, please bless this food for us.
Our Father, Our Father,
Once again, Once again, Our Father, Our Father
We would ask your blessing,
We would ask your blessing, Amen, Amen. (Tune: Frere Jacques)
Our Father, Our Father
Hear our prayer, hear our prayer
We thank you for our blessings
We thank you for our blessings
Amen, Amen.
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Rounds \ Songs for MealsRounds \ Ham & Eggs
Songs for Meals
Ham and eggs
Aloutte Ham and eggs
I like mine fried nice and brown
Al-ou-et-te, Gen-tilie Al-ou-et-te I like mine fried upside down
Al-ou-et-te, Je te plu-me-rai Flip em
Je te plu-me-rai la tete Flop em
Je te plu-me-rai la tete
Et la tete; Et la tete; Oh! Use this one in the dining hall with half of the group
yelling flip em the other yelling flop em as a volume
Each time you sing the melody add a new word in the competition.
measure before the Oh! Have group repeat this and
sing all Ground Round
preceeding verses in reverse.
Tune: "Downtown"
Le cou, Le dos, Les pattes
When you eat meat but hate the meat that you're
All You EttaAll You Etta eating
All you etta, Think of all you etta Then you've surely got
All you etta, Think of all you ate GROUND ROUND.
It's so unnerving when they're constantly servinq it ill
Think of all the hot dogs you ate eating spots --
(everyone) Think of all the hot dogs you ate GROUND ROUND.
hot dogs you ate It may be called a salisbury, cube steak or beef
(everyone) Hot dogs you ate patty.
(everyone) ah-ah-ah-ah No matter what it's called, it's always overcooked and
fatty
Keep repeating using whatever food is served. What can you do?
Sound off to your waiter there,
Eats Song Loudly pound on the table,
Stand up on your chair, and shout
Tune: "Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here" GROUND ROUND!
Always they're conning me. GROUND ROUND'
Soup, soup, we all want soup, Piled on my plate. I see
Tip your bowl and drain it, Ground Round.
Let your whiskers strain it,
Hark, hark, that funny noise, Sunny Side
Listen to the slurping boys.
Meat, meat, bring on the meat, CHORUS(sing between each joke)
Fresh and Juicy cow meat, Stay on the sunny side,
Ham and pickled pigs' feet, Always on the sunny side,
Lamb chops and pork chops too, Stay on the sunny side of life.
Any kind of meat will do. You'll feel no pain as we drive you insane
Fish, fish, we must have fish. If you'll stay on the sunny side of life.
We don't want it bony,
Nor a little phony. Knock! Knock!
Fresh fish, we won't eat stale, Who's there?
Any kind of fish but whale. Dwain.
Dwain who?
Dwain the bathtub I'm dwowning.
Knock! Knock!
Who's there?
Tick.
Tick who?
Tick 'em up I'm a tongue-tied webber.
Cliesterfield.
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Chesterfield who? B(clap, clap, clap, clap)
Chesterfield my leg and I had to slap him. (clap, clap, clap, clap, clap)
Pink Pantlier. Ravioli
Pink Pantlier wtio?
Pink Panther not my style. Tune: Alouette
Abraham Lincoln All: Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Abraham Lincoln who? Ravioli, it's the best for me.
Don't you know who he is. Leader: Have I got it on my chin?
All: Yes, You've got it on your chin.
George Washington. Leader: On my chin?
George Washington who? Chorus:
You really don't know much, do you? All: On your chin. Oh-h-h-h-h
Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Mosquito Episode Ravioli, it's the best for me.
Amos. (Continue with tie, shirt, pants, shoes, floor, walls. Point
Amos who? to the items as each new word is added by the song
A mosquito bit me. leader.
each time the chorus is sung, the previous verses are
telia. sung in reverse order.)
telia who?
tella nother mosquito bit me. Fast Food
Tune: A ram sam sam
Bunny Episode Pizza Hut a Pizza Hut
Ether. Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
Ether who? Pizza Hut a Pizza Hut
Ether bunny. Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
McDonald s McDonald s
Nother. Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
Nother who? A Burger King a Burger King
Nother ether bunny. Long John Silvers and a Burger King
A Burger King a Burger King
Stella. Long John Silvers and a Burger King
Stella who? Red Lobster Red Lobster
Stella nother ether bunny. Long John Silvers and a Burger King
Dairy Queen A Dairy Queen
Consumption. Chuckey Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Consumption who? Dairy Queen A Dairy Queen
Consumption be done about all these ether bunnies? Chuckey Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Roy Rogers Roy Rogers
Cargo. Chuckey Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Cargo who? Actions
Cargo beep beep and run over all the ether bunnies. Pizza Hut - Make shape of a hut in the air
(YEA!) Kentucky Fried- Flap elbows up and down in the
manner of a demented chicken
Boo. McDonald s - Put hands on top of head and bring out
Boo who? and down to produce the "Golden Arches"
Don't cry, ether bunny be back next year. Burger King - Put hands on head with fingers up to
make a crown
Bingo Long John Silver - mimic sword play
Red Lobster - hold up arms and bring fingers down on
There was a farmer, had a dog, thumbs like lobster claws snapping
And Bingo was his name-o Dairy Queen - mimic milking a cow
B-I-N-G-O,-B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, Chuckey Cheese - mimic throwing up a pizza
And Bingo was his name-o. Roy Rogers - mimic riding a horse
BING(clap) (Each time replace
BIN(clap, clap) a letter with a clap)
BI(clap, clap, clap)
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Songs to be Sung Happy Trails
The Gambler Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.
On a warm summer's eve. on a train bound for Dover Happy trails to you,
Met up with a gambler, we were both to tired to Keep smilin' on till then.
sleep. Happy trails to you,
So we took turns a'starin, out the window at the Till we meet again.
darkness
And when boredom overtook us, he began to sing: Night Rider's Lament
He said, "Son, I made a life, out of readin' peoples' While I was out riding the graveyard shift,
faces Midnight to dawn
Knowing what the cards were by the way they held The moon was as bright as a reading light
their eyes. For a letter from an old friend back home
So if you don't mind me sayin', I can see you're out of CHORUS
aces
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice. He asked me, "Why do you ride for your money,
Tell me why do you rope for short pay?
So I handed him my bottle, and he drank down my You ain't getting nowhere and you're losing your
last swallow share.
then he bummed a cigarette, and he asked me for a Boy you must have gone crazy out there."
light.
And the night got deathly quiet , and his face lost all He tells me last night he run into Jenny
expression She's married and has a good life
"If you're going to play the game, boy you got to Boy you sure missed the track
play it right. When you never came back
She's a perfect professional's wife.
CHORUS CHORUS
You've got to know when to hold 'em, know when to
fold 'em. But they've never seen the Northern Lights
Know when to walk away, know when to run. They've never seen a hawk on the wing
You never count your money, when you're sittin' at the They've never seen the spring at the Great Divide
table, And they've never heard old camp cookie sing.
there'll be time enough for countin', when the dealin's
done. Well, I read up the last of my letter
I tore off the stamp for Black Jim
Every gambler knows, there's a secret to survivin', When Billy rode up to relieve me
Knowin' what to throw away, knowin' what to keep. He just looked at my letter and grinned.
Cause every hand's a winner, and every hand's a CHORUS
loser.
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your Because they've never seen the Northern Lights
sleep. They've never seen a hawk on the wing
They've never seen spring at the Great Divide
And when he finished speaking' he turned back to the And they've never heard old camp cookie sing.
window, No they've never heard old camp cookie sing.
Crushed out his cigarette, and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he Paradise
broke even
And in his final words I found an ace that I could When I was a child, my family would travel
keep. Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were
CHORUS born.
There's a backwoods old town that's often
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn.
CHORUS
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And Daddy won't you take me back to Muehlenberg And the wild rocky mountains to roam.
County,
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay. Yes give me a home where the prospectors roam
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but youtre too late in asking There business is always alive
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away. In those wild western hills midst the ring of the drills,
Oh let me live there till I die.
Well, sometimes we'd travel down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill Home on the Range II
Where the air smelled like snakes, and we'd shoot
with our pistols Where the air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free,
But empty pop bottles is all we would kill. The breezes sobalmy and light,
CHORUS That I would not exchange my home on the range,
For all of the cities so bright.
Then the coal company came with the worldts largest The Red man was pressed from this part of the west,
shovel He's likely no more to return,
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the To the banks of the Red River where seldom if ever
land. Their flickering campfires burn.
They dug for their coal til the land was forsaken, How often at night when the heavens are bright,
And they wrote it all down as the progress of man. With the light from the glittering stars,
CHORUS Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed,
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
When I die let my ashes float down the Green River Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours,
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester Dam. The curlew I love to hear cry,
I'll be half-way to heaven with paradise waiting And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks,
Just five miles away from wherever I am. That graze on the mountain slopes high.
CHORUS Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand,
Flows leisurely down in the stream;
Home on the Range Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along,
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, Then I would not exchange my home on the range,
And the deer and the antelope play Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the sky is not cloudy all day. And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Home on the Range-additional verses
CHORUS - William Goodwin, 1905
Home, home on the range, Yes, give me the gleam of a swift mountain stream,
Where the deer and the antelope play And the place where no hurricanes blow.
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, Oh give me the park where the prairie dogs bark,
And the sky is not cloudy all day. And the mountains all covered with snow.
Oh give me the hills and the ring of the drills,
Yes, give me the glean of a swift mountain stream And the rich silver ore in the ground.
And the place where no hurricanes blow Yes, give me gulch where the miners can sluice,
Oh give me the park where the prairie dogs bark And the bright yellow gold can be found.
And the mountains all covered with snow. Oh give me the mine where the prospectors find,
CHORUS The gold in its own native land.
And the hot springs below, where the sick people go,
Oh give me the hills and the ring of the drills To camp on the bank of the Grand.
And the rich silver ore in the ground Oh give me the steed and the gun that I need,
Yes, give me the gulch where the miners can sluice To hunt from my own cabin home.
And the bright yellow gold can be found. Then give me the camp where the fire is my lamp,
And the wild Rocky Mountains to roam.
Oh give me the mine where the prospectors find The Yes, give me the home where the mine workers roam,
gold in its own native land There business is always alive.
And the hot springs below, where the sick people go In those wild western hills midst the ring of the drills,
And the camp on the banks of the Grand. Oh there let me live till I die.
CHORUS
Oh give me the steed and the gun that I need
To shoot game from my own cabin home
Then give me the camp where fire is a lamp
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Fire On The Mountain It's whoopin', it's yellin', it's drivin' the dogies.
Oh, how I wish they would git along!
Took my family away from my Carolina home It's a-whoopin' and a-punchin' and Git along, little
Had dreams about the west and started to roam. dogies,
Six long months on a dust-covered trail, You know Wyoming wiLl be your new home.
They say heaven's at the end but so far its been hell.
CHORUS Morning Has Broken
And there's, Fire on the Mountain Morning has broken, like the first morning
Lightening in the air. Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Gold in them hills and it's Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Waitin' for me there. Praise for them springing, fresh from the Word.
Sweet the rains new fall, sunlight from heaven
We were diggin' and siftin' from five to five Like the first dew fall on the first grass
Sellin' everything we had just to stay alive Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bar Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.
Sinnin' was the best thing Lord, and Satan was the Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
star. Born of the first light Eden saw play
CHORUS Praise with elation, Praise every morning
God's recreation of a new day.
Dance hall girls was the evenin' treat
Empty cartons and blood lined the gutters of the Red River Valley
street
Men were shot down for the sake of fun From this valley they say you are going.
Or just to hear the noise of their 44 guns. I will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile;
CHORUS For they say you are taking the sunshine
That brightens our pathway awhile.
Now my widow she, weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man, she couldn't save Oh, just think of the valley you are leaving;
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame Oh, how lonely and sad it will be;
All for a useless and no good, worthless claim. And just think of the fond heart you're breaking,
CHORUS And the grief you are causing to me.
CHORUS Come and sit by my side if you love me,
Do not hasten to bid me adieu;
.... waitin' for me there. But remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that loved you so true.
Git Along Little Dogies
Cotton-Eyed Joe
As I was out walkin one mornin' for pleasure,
I spied a cowpuncher a-ridin' along Hey there Daddy, did you know
His hat was tipped back and his spurs were a-jinglin' Papa worked a man called Cotton-Eyed Joe
And as he approached he was singin' this song. Papa worked a man called Cotton-Eyed Joe.
Hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe,
CHORUS Woulda married ten years ago.
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies; Woulda married ten years ago.
It's your misfortune and none of my own; I fell down and stubbed my toe.
Whoop-ee ti-yi-yo git along little dogies; Called for a doctor -- Cotton Eyed Joe (repeat)
You know Wyoming will be your new home. Tune that fiddle and rosin that bow.
Play a little tune called Cotton-Eyed Joe (repeat)
It's early in spring when we round up the dogies. Have you heard 'bout Cotton-Eyed Joe?
We mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails, He's gone to Heaven or down below. (repeat)
They round up the horses and load the chuck wagon, Tune that fiddle and rosin that bow
And throw the little dogies upon the long trail. Play a little tune wherever I go. (repeat)
Where'd you come from, where'd you go
Your mama was raised a way down in Texas, Where'd you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe? (repeat)
Where the jimson weed and the cactus grow.
We'll fill you on prickly pear and cholla,
'Till you are ready for Idaho.
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Aunt Rhody Summer
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt RHody, Silently the morning mist is lying on the water
Go tell Aunt Rhody, the old gray goose is dead. captive moonlight waiting for the dawn.
The one she's been saving, the one she's been saving, Softly like a baby's breath a breeze begins to
The one she's been saving, to make a feather bed. whisper
She died in the mill pond, she died in the mill pond, the sun is coming quick you must be gone.
She died in the mill pond, from standing on her head.
The goslings are mourning, the goslings are mourning, Smiling like a superstar, the morning comes in singing
The goslings are mourning, because their mother's the promise of another sunny day
dead. and all the flowers open up together in the sunshine
The old gander's weeping, the old gander's weeping, I do believe that summer's here to stay.
The old gander's weeping, because his mate is dead.
Do you know what's happening around you
Black Mountain Cabin Song Do your senses know the changes when they come
CaN you see yourself reflected in the season
By George Michaels Can you understand the need to carry on
Sittin' in our cabin Writing on the tapestry of all there is to see
On a cold and rainy night so many ways and oh, so many things
Listenin' to the wind blow-by Rejoycing in the differences there's no one just like me
Trees roll out of sight. yet as different as we are we're still the same
Listen to the crackle And oh I love the life within me
Of the fire in the stove I feel a part of everything I see
Watch the steam arisin' And oh I love the life around me
From the coffeepot it goes. A part of everything is here in me
John Denver
Sittin' and a thinking'
Of the things that we have done Charlie On The M.T.A.
Workin' and a playin'
Singin' when its done. Let me tell ya of a story 'bout a man named Charlie,
on a tragic and faithful day.
Listen to the wind blow by He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and
Rustlin' through the trees family, went to ride on the M.T.A.
Listen to the clouds blow by
Hidin' things from me. Chorus:
But did he ever return? No, he never returned, and
I wish I had a lady his fate is still unlearned. (Poor old Charlie).
Sittin' by my side He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston, he's
Just sittin' and a dreamin' the man who never returned.
Till the early mornin' light. Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendel Square
Station and he changed for Jamaica Plains.
Sittin' in Black Mountain When he got there the conductor told him, "one more
On a cold and rainy night nickel," Charlie couldn't get off that train
Listenin' to the wind blow by Well all night long Charlie rides through the stations,
Trees roll out of sight. saying, "What will become of me?
Listen to that old wind blow by How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea or my
Trees roll out of sight. cousin or Roxbury?"
Charlie's wife goes down to the Scully Square station,
every day at a quarter past two.
And through the open window, she hands Charlie a
sandwich as the train goes a rumbling through.
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The Eagle and the Hawk Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
I am the Eagle I live in High country Misty tasting moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
in rocky cathederals that reach to the sky.
CHORUS
I am the Hawk and there's blood on my feathers
but time is still turning, they soon will be dry. I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And all those who see me and all who believe in me And driving down the road I get a feeling that
share in the freedom I feel when I fly I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.
CHORUS
Come dance with the west wind
and touch on the mountain tops. The Erie Canal
Sail over canyons and up to the stars
and reach for the heavans and hope for the future I've got a mule, her name is Sal,
and all that we can be and not what we are. Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
John Denver She's a good ol' worker and a good ol' pal,
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
Jeremiah Johnson We've hauled some barges in our day,
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay,
Jeremiah Johnson-on made his way into the mountains And now we know ev'ry inch of the way
Bettin' on forgettin' all the troubles that he knew From Albany to Buffalo.
The trail was wide and narrow
And the eagle or the sparrow Chorus:
Showed the path he was to fotlow as they flew. Low bridge, ev'rybody down!
A mountain man s a lonely man Low bridge, for we're comin' to a town!
And he leaves a life behind And you'll always know your neighbor,
He ought to have indifference, but oftimes you will You'll always know your pal,
find, if you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal.
That the story doesn't always go that way you had in We better get on our way, old pal,
mind. Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
Jeremiah's story is that kind. . . 'Cause you bet your life I'd never part with Sal,
Jeremiah's is that kind. Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
Get up there mule, here comes a lock,
The way that you wander is the way that you choose, We'll make Rome 'bout six o'clock,
The day that you tarry is the day that you lose. One more trip and back we'll go,
Sunshine or thunder, a man will always wonder. Right back home to Buffalo.
An Indian says you search in vain for what you cannot Sourwood Mountain
find.
He says you'll find a thousand ways for runnin' down Chicken a-crowing on Sourwood Mountain,
your time. Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
An Indian didn't scream it, he said it in a song, So many pretty girls, I can't count 'em,
And he's never been known to be wrong, Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
He's never been known to be wrong.
My true love is a blue-eyed Daisy,
Country Roads Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
If I don't get her, I'll go crazy,
Almost heaven, West Virginia Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees My true love lives at the head of the holler,
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze. Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
She won't come and I won't foller,
CHORUS Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain monma Ducks in the pond, geese in the ocean,
Take me home, country roads Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
Dev il's in woman if she takes the notion,
All my memories gather 'round her Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
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Big Rock Candy Mountain Roses love sunshine,
Violets love dew,
On a summer's day in the month of May Angels in heaven
A burly little bum came hiking, Know I love you.
Traveling down that lonesome road.
A looking for his liking, If you don't love me,
He was headed for a land that was far away, Love who you please,
Beside them crystal fountains, Put your arms 'round me,
I'll see you all this comin' fall, Give my heart ease.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
Give my heart ease, love,
In the big rock candy mountains Give my heart ease,
You never change your socks, Put your arms 'round me,
And the little streams of alchohol, Give my heart ease.
Come a trickling down the rocks.
The box cars are all empty, Write me a letter,
And the railroad bulls are blind, Send it by mail,
There's a lake of stew and whiskey too, Send it in care of
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe, The Birmingham Jail.
In the big rOck candy mountains.
Birmingham Jail, love,
CHORUS Birmingham Jail,
Oh the buzzin' of the bees in the cigarette trees, Send it in care of
Round the soda-water fountain. The Birmingham Jail.
Where the lemonade springs and the bluebird sings,
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains. Build me a castle
Forty feet high,
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains. So I can see her
There's a land that's fair and bright, As she rides by.
Where the hand-outs grow on bushes,
And you sleep out every night. As she rides by, love,
Where the box cars are all empty As she rides by,
And the sun shines every day, So I can see her,
O I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow, As she rides by.
Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow,
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains. Down in the valley,
CHORUS The valley so low,
Hang your head over,
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, Hear the wind blow.
The jails are made of tin,
And you can bust right out again, I Ride an Old Paint
As soon as they put you in.
The Farmer's trees are full of fruit, I ride an old Paint, I'm leadin' old Dan
The barns are full of hay, I'm goin' to Montana just to throw the Houlihan,
I' going to stay where you sleep all day, They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw
Where they boiled in oil the inventor of toil, Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
CHORUS CHORUS
Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow,
Down In The Valley
For they're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go.
Down in the valley,
The valley so low, Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son,
Hang your head over, One went to Denver, the other went wrong.
His wife, she died in a pool room fight
Hear the wind blow. But still he keeps singing from morning to night:
Hear the wind blow, love, CHORUS
Hear the wind blow,
Hang your head over, When I die, take my saddle from the wall
Hear the wind blow. And put it on my pony, and lead him from the stall;
Tie my bones to his back, turn our faces to the west,
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And we'll ride the prairies that we love the best. Ev'ry morning just at nine
CHORUS (Repeat) Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.
Rocky Top CHORUS
Wish that I was on old Rocky Top Ruby lips above the water,
Down in the Tennessee hills. Blowing bubbles soft and fine
Aint no fog or smog on Rocky Top But alas, I was no swimmer,
Ain't no telephone bills. So I lost my Clementine.
I once met a girl on Rocky Top, CHORUS
Half bear, the other half cat.
Wild as a mink, but sweet as soda pop, Then the miner, 'forty-niner,
I still dream about that. Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughter find his daughter,
CHORUS Now he's with his Clementine.
Rocky Top, you'll always be CHORUS
Home sweet home to me.
Good ol' Rocky Top, In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Rocky Top, Tennessee, Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Rocky Top, Tennessee. Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead I draw the line.
Once two strangers climbed ole Rocky Top, CHORUS
Looking for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain't come down from Rocky Top, The Cowboy's Lament
Reckon they never will.
CHORUS As I walked out in the streets of Laredo,
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
Corn won't grow at all on Rocky Top, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white
Dirt's too rocky by far. linen
That's why all the folks on Rocky Top All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.
Drink their corn from a jar.
CHORUS "I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy"
These words he did say as I boldly walked by;
I've had years of cramped-up city life, "Come sit down beside me and hear by sad story,
Stuck like a duck in a pen. I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die.
All I know is it's a pity life
Can't be simple again. "Twas once in the saddle I used to go dashing,
CHORUS "Twas once in the saddle I used to go gay;
First down to Rosie's and then to the cardhouse;
Clementine Got shot in the breast and I'm dying today.
In a cavern, in a canyon Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin,
Excavating for a mine, Let sixjolly cowboys come sing me a song
Dwelt a miner, 'forty-niner, Take meto the graveyard and lay the sod o'er me,
And his daughter Clementine. For I'ma young cowboy and I know
CHORUS Get sixjolly cowboys to carry my
Oh my darling, oh my darling, Let six pretty maidens to sing me
Oh my darling Clementine! Take meto the valley and lay the
Thou art lost and gone forever, For I'ma young cowboy and I know
Dreadful sorry, Clemtine.
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play
Light she was and like a fairy, Play the death march as you carry
And her shoes were number nine, Put bunches of roses all over my coffin,
Herring boxes without topses Put roses to deaden the clods as they fall."
Sandals were for clementine.
CHORUS As I walked out in the stre ets of Laredo,
As I walked out in Larado Qne day,
Drove she ducklings to the water, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen,
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.
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Sixteen Tons But Mae West's bust.
Though void of hope, still on I grope for something
Now some people say a man's made out of mud staunch and real,
But a poor man s made out of muscle and bfo'od My slender faith a frazzled wraith, yet seeking some
Muscle and blood, skin and bones, ideal,
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong. till wracked by care and black despair and glutted
with disgust
CHORUS My heart would stop without the prop
You load sixteen tons and what do you get? Of Mae West's bust.
Another day older and deeper in de t. Then let us crown this matchless mound for the courage
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can t gop it instills;
I owe my soul to the company store. Oh noble shrine! Oh domes divine! Eternal as the hills;
Serene and fair it rises there, one promise we can
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine, trust,
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine One changeless thing to which we cling;
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal Mae West's bust.
And the strawboss hollered, "Well, bless my soul!"
CHORUS Acres Of Apples
Now when you see me comin', you better step aside, (Les Rice)
Another man didn't and another man died,
I've got one fist of iron, the other of steel I came to the Mid-Hudson Valley
If the right one don't get you, the left one will. A many a long year ago
CHORUS I have spent all my time in the orchard
A making those red apples grow
Ballad Of Mae West's Bust
A making those red apples grow
(Tune: Auld Lang Syne) A making those red apples grow
(Earl H. Emmons) And thinking each year as I labored
That someday I would make me some dough
My eyes have seen upon life's screen the wreck of I sprayed them and sprayed them and sprayed them
countless dreams, From early in April to fall
Where e'er I turn 'tis but to learn that naught is as it Those trees were so loaded with apples
seems, You couldn't see green leaves at all
And 'neath the sun I've found but one tradition I can You couldn't see green leaves at all
trust, You couldn't see green leaves at all
One thing that's sure and does endure And what did I get for those apples?
Is Mae West's bust. A penny a pound for them all
My many years are wet with tears as down my I have raised in my time enough apples
checkered way To feed the whole state of New York
All I held true went up the flue and perished day by But I never have had enough money
day; To buy me a good roast of pork
I've viewed with grief each pet belief go crumbling To buy me a good roast of pork
into dust To buy me a good roast of pork
Till quite bereft there's nothing left The apples are raised in the valley
But Mae West's bust. But the money is made in New York
The world is nuts and filled with mutts who should But now I am joining a union
have died at birth; A union of farmers like me
We're led by heels with no ideals and morons rule the I'm tired of paying the broker
earth; His one hundred and ten percent fee
Our ancient creeds are crushed by greed, by graft His one hundred and ten percent fee
and bunk and lust His one hundred and ten percent fee
Till naught remains that's sure and sane I'd like just a little left over
But Mae West's bust. A little left over for me
Nor friends nor fame remAin the same, and life's a And now that we're all in the union
hollow shell, Some fellows had better get wise
I'm betting odds there are no gods, nor Paradise nor They've stolen our left and our right arms
Hell; But we're damned if we'll give them our eyes
No lucid laws, no Santa Claus; injustice rules the just; We're damned if we'll give them our eyes
In all life's range all models change We're damned if we'll give them our eyes
The next time they come to the valley
We'll cut down those bastards to size
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Big Iron There was forty feet between them when they
stopped to make their play
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about
day today
Didn't speak to folks around him, didn't have too much Texas Red had not cleared leather when the bullet
to say. plainly ripped
No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on
make a slip his hip
For the stranger there among them wore a big iron on Big iron on his hip.
his hip,
Big iron on his hip. It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered
'round
It was early in the morning when he rode into town, There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the
He came riding from the south side slowly looking all ground
around Well, he might have gone on living but he made one
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper final slip
from each lip When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on on his hip
his hip Big iron on his hip.
Big iron on his hip.
She'll Be Comin' 'Round The Mountain
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of
Texas Red She'll be comin 'round the mountain when she comes
Many men had tried to take him and that many men "Whoo, Whoo!"
were dead She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes
He was vicious and a killer through, he used a forty- "Whoo,`Whoo!"
four She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
And the notches on his sixgun numbered one and She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
nineteen more She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes.
One and nineteen more. "Whoo, Whoo!"
She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes,
Now the stranger started talking, made it plain to "Whoa back!"
folks around She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes,
Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too.long in town "Whoa back!"
He was here to take an outlaw back alive and maybe She'll be drivin' six white horses
dead She'll be drivin' six white horses
And he said it didn't matter, he was after Texas Red She'll be drivin' six white horses
After Texas Red. When she comes,
"Whoa back!, Whoo, Whoo!"
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas And we'll all go out to meet her when she come
Red (repeat as above)
But the outlaw didn't worry men who tried before Hi, Babe!
were dead And we'll kill the old red rooster when she comes
Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had (repeat as above)
made a slip "Hack, Hack!"
Twenty-one would be the ranger with the big iron on And we'll all have chicken anD dumplings when she
his hip, comes (repeat as above)
Big iron on his hip. "Yum, Yum!"
And we'll wear our bright red woollies when she
Now the morning passed so quickly it was time for comes (repeat as above)
them to meet Scratch, Scratch!
It was twenty past eleven when they walked into the
street
Folks were watching from their windows everybody
held their breath
For they knew the handsome stranger was about to
meet his death,
About to meet his death.
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Me and this Old Guitar She roams these hills in a long black veil.
She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
Sitting here all alone, with no one else around, Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
I pick up my old guitar and I sit right down.
I think about the friends I've had, and folks I've never The scaffold's high and eternity's near.
know, She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear.
Places where I've been, and those where I'd like to But sometimes at night, when the night winds moan.
go. She stands over my grave and cries over my bones.
But I'm sitting here all alone, with no one else around, CHORUS
Just me and this old guitar and the lonesome sound.
Five Foot Two, Eyes Of Blue
And I fall into a dream of a place far, far away,
High upon a mountain top, slowly looking down. Five foot two, eyes of blue
But I'm sitting here all alone, with no one else around, But oh, what those five foot could do,
Just me and this old guitar and my dreams. Has anybody seen my girl?
Just me, and this old guitar. Turned up nose, turned down nose,
Never had no other beaus,
The Dying Cowboy Has anybody seen my girl?
Now if you run into a five foot two,
(Rather slowly.) Covered with fur,
Diamond rings and all those things,
0 bury me not on the lone prairie, Bet-ch life it isn't her,
These words came low and mournfully, But could she love, could she woo?
From the pal - lid lips of a youth who lay on his dying Could she, could she, could she coo?
bed at the close of day. Has anybody seen my girl?
Moreno Valley Georgetown
Tom Munch Sitting on a white stone bridge
(written Christmas of 1976) 'bout a mile from Georgetown, Colorado.
Looking at a mountain meadow that's
Life in the mountains is living in paradise, changing, golden brown to shadow.
Their sunshine and pine trees are heaven on earth. Hundred yards behind my back is a bar
The magic that drifts on the wings of Mariah and I'd like to go and drovnmy sorrow
Fills up my soul and abounds it in mirth Carry my mind to an easy time,
the far side of tomorrow.
CHORUS
Oh Mariah, voice of the mountains, CHORUS
Take me on your whispered breath And the river, she flows on around the bend.
To Moreno Valley. On down to Denver, where she meets a friend,
Then they sail together till they reach the sea.
The Sangre De Cristos explode in their grandeur, I wish I was the river, Lord, and the river was me.
They're rugged and towering,"but yet graceful too.
I love Cimarron Canyon, I love # Eagle Nest, Now I heard there's a man aways up the road
I climb to the rocks and look out o'er the view. Knows just how to sing and play the guitar.
CHORUS (Repeat) Sitting on the edge of fame and fortune,
Could have made himself a very big star.
Long Black Veil Riding 'round cities in a big cadillac
Showing all the ladies a smile.
Ten years ago on a cold, dark night, a stranger was But he took all the money and gave it right back
killed 'neath the town hall light. And kept his happy heart awhile.
There were few at the scene, but they all agree, that CHORUS
the stranger who fled looked a lot like me.
The judge said, "Son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else,
you won't have to die.
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life.
For I'd been in the arms of my best friends' wife.
CHORUS
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John Henry (Steel Drivin' Man) CHORUS
When he finally got unloaded, he was asked to leave
When John Henry was just a little baby boy, the town.
No bigger than the palm of your hand, He was very, very happy, going back to Alabam.
His mammy looked down at John Henry and said: When up ahead he saw a sign said, you are
My Johnny' be a steel drivin' man, Lord, Lord, northward bound.
My Johnny' be a steel drivin' man. Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this rig around.
John Henry said to the captain, CHORUS
"Captain, why don't you learn to swing. He was drivin' down the right lane when ahead he
I'm drivin' forty nine pounds from my hip bottom saw a sign,
down, He had to make a left turn, but he could not get in
Love to hear that cold steel ring, Lord, Lord, line.
Love to hear that cold steel ring." The tears were streamin' down his cheeks and they all
John Henry had a pretty little heard him yell:
woman, and her name was Polly Ann. Give me 40 sticks of dynamite 'n I'll blow this rig to...
John Henry took sick and had to go to bed, CHORUS
Polly drove steel like a man, Lord, Lord,
Polly drove steel like a man. Black Mountain
John Henry went up on a mountain,
that steam hammer by his side, By Mark Rom
But he'd beat that drill through to
the end of the line, I love Black Mountain
When he laid down his hammer and he Cabin so right,
cried, Lord, Lord, Roof that's tight
He laid down his hammer and he cried. Make you my home, Black Mountain.
John Henry drove steel round that Put you in my pocket for the rest of my life.
mountain, till the hammer put out fire.
For that very last word I hear John Sun's comin' up at Black Mountain
Henry say, A cool glass of water Me and my coffee, we're walking the trails.
I'm gonna die, Lord, Lord, Got the sourdough in the oven,
A cool glass of water I'm gonna die. Burro feed in the burro pail.
Well they buried John Henry in the graveyard,
They lay him six feet under the sand, I love Black Mountain
Every time a freight train go rollin' on by, Saws that sing and axes that bite.
They say yonder lies a steel drivin' man, Lord, Lord, Got you in my sights, Black Mountain.
Yonder lies a steel drivin' man. Put you in my pocket for the rest of my life.
Forty Acres Ize hammerin', early sawin'
Snake's tellin' stories about his bear.
He was headed into Boston in a big old diesel truck Tom's shooting rifles,
It was his first shift and he was havin' lots of luck. Zach's a-jawing
He went the wrong direction down a one way street in Saying,"It'll shine, don't have a care."
town.
And this is what he said when the police chased him I love Black Mountain Strong stone arms and soft
down. spruce arms.
I fell for your charms, BlackMountain.
CHORUS: Put you in my pocket for the rest of my life.
Oh, Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this rig
around. Singing the sun down at Black Mountain.
It's the easiest way that I've found. Dipping wax candles,pouring hot lead.
Some guys can turn it on a dime or Tossing our axes, cleaning our rifles
turn it right downtown, Lay my head down, it's time for bed.
But I need 40 acres to turn this rig around.
When he finally found where to unload, he had a I love Black Mountain
dreadful shock. Wrap your arms around me and hold me tight.
His trailer pointed to the road, And his cab right to Wake you my home Black Mountain
the dock. Put you in my pocket for the rest of my life.
And as he looked around him, through his tears he Put you in my pocket for the rest of my life.
made this sound: Mark Rom wrote BLACK MOUNTAIN while on staff
Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this rig around. there in 1979.
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Tom Dooley So Juan snuck our plews into Taos
Hand me down my banjo, Down along the Pecos was where Juan met his end
I'll pick hit - on me knee. With an arrow through the chest, but he died among
This time tomorrow night his friends
It'll be no use - to me. We buried him deep, so the wolves couldn't gnaw his
bones
CHORUS And left no marker on his grave.
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry, A Comanche warrior's daughter I bought as my wife
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, For two kegs of powder and fuse'e and my knife
Poor boy, you're bound to die. She made things go easier and soon she took on life
And bore me a son that same year.
I met her on the mountain,
I swore she'd be my wife, California Here I Come
I met her on the mountain,
And I stabbed her with my knife. California here I come,
CHORUS Right back where I started from.
Where towers of flowers bloom in the sun,
This time tomorrow, Each morning at dawning Birdies
Reckon where I'll be, sing and everything,
Down in some lonesome valley A sunkist miss said,
A-hangin' on a white oak tree. "Don't be late,"
CHORUS That's why I can hardly wait,
Open up that golden gate,
I had my trial at Wilksboro, California, here I come.
And what d'you reckon they-done?
They bound me over to Statesville, Smuggling our plews back into Santa Fe
And that's where I'll be hung. In eighteen and fourteen, that's how they caught ole'
CHORUS Jay
Me and my brother we both got clean away
The limb a-bein' oak, boys, But they sent Jay to prison way down south.
The rope a-bein' strong,
Bow down your head, Tom Dooley, These long twenty years I ain't gained a whole lot
You know you're gonna be hung. My brother he died from a grizzly bear's swat
My woman she died in the spring of twenty three
Santa Fe Trapper And Kentucky haunts my memory.
Music - Sam Shupe And the Ohio River flows slow and easy in the
Words - Tony "Snake" Gerard summertime
And a breeze commin' across it
In the summer of eighteen and three
We left Kentucky, my brother and me Sure does make a man feel fine
For the wanderlust had us, and wouldn't set us free And why I left that cool green valley, I'll never know
And we set our path for the West Just to die out here in the desert
In New Mexico.
Over in Missouri we come upon a band
Got a job driving mules for a man named LaLand And the Cimarron River flows clear and cold in the
The pay wasn't so good, but it was better than none summertime
And we got fed for free. And those mountains are full of beaver
And you know so oh they're gonna be prime
Headed across the plains to Santa Fe And why I sometimes think about leaving, I'll never
A man called Gervaes, who knew, he led the way know
The Pawnees was bothersome, and they killed three The life of a trapper out here
mules In New Mexico.
And it was hotter than hell.
For three years we trapped north of Santa Fe
My brother, me and our partners Juan and Jay
The fur we took wAs prime, but it wasn't legal then
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Barges Deep in the heart of Texas;
Reminds me of the one I love,
Out of my window, looking in the night Deep in the heart of Texas.
I can see the barges' flickering light The coyotes wail along the trail,
Silently flows the river to the sea Deep in the heart of Texas;
And the barges too go silently The rabbits rush around the brush,
Deep in the heart of Texas.
Barges, I would like to go with you The cowboys cry, "Ki-Yip-Pee-Yi",
I would like to sail the ocean blue Deep in the heart of Texas;
Barges, have you treasures in your hold The doggies bawl, and bawl and bawl,
Do you fight with pirates, brave and bold. Deep in the heart of Texas.
Out of my window, looking in the night
I can see the barges' flickering light Mariah
Starboard shine green and port is glowing red
In the night the signal far ahead By Alan Jay Lerner & Frederick Lowe
Barges, I would like to go with you
I would like to sail the ocean blue Away out here they have a name
Barges, on the river you may roam For rainand wind and fire.
On the river, always, you're at home The rain is Tess; the fire is Joe
And they call the wind Mariah.
Mountain Lady
Mariah blows the stars around
Paul C. Tweed And sets the clouds a-flyin'
Mariah makes the mountains sound
I met her in the mountains of New Mexico Like folks were out there dyin'.
Her hair was as gold as the summer sun CHORUS
She makes me feel as high as the tallest mountain
And I hate to leave her when the summers done. Mariah, Mariah, they call the wind Mariah
I was workin as a cowboy in those mountains
I had everything I could ever want Before I knew Mariah's name
A good ole horse to ride and a cabin to sleep in Or heard her wailing-whinin'
Alone with my lady under the stars above. I had a girl and she had me
And the sun was always shinin'
CHORUS Then one day I left that girl
She's so fine, she's my mountain lady I left her far behind me
The most beautiful woman in the world. And now I'm lost, so doggone lost
I must be the richest man under the skies of blue Not even God can find me.
Just to have her love and to hear her say "babe I love CHORUS
you".
Out here they have a name for rain, for wind
Her blue eyes they shine in the moonlight And fire only and when you're lost
Her smile makes me feel so fine And all alone, there ain't no word for lonely
I'm tellin' you boys, there ain't nothin' in this ole world Now I'm a lost and lonely man
That can make me feel like my New Mexican girl. Without a star to guide me
CHORUS Mariah blow my love to me
I need my love beside me.
Well I'm leavin' when the autumn leaves start fallin' CHORUS
Back to the north, anD the cold and snow.
I hate to leave her and these mountains, The Trapper's Life
But a part of me is stayin' just to let her know.
CHORUS Words and music bv Greg Walker.
Deep In The Heart Of Texas I've lived a trapper's life.
Took a Cheyenne Woman for my wife.'
Deep In The Heart Of Texas. I've Trapped for beaver plew,
Deep in the heart of Texas Learned to speak the language of the SIous. Shine on
The stars at night are big and bright, you shinin' mountains(mountains) CHORUS
Deep in the heart of Texas;
The prairie sky is wide and high, I'll return to you,
Deep in the heart of Texas. Shine on you shinin' Mountains (mountains). Your the
The sage in bloom is like perfume, only life I ever knew.
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Trapper Doc I be, of the Rorky Motintain Fur Chorus
Company 4) They ran through the briars and they ran through
Meet my partners the brambles,
James, Alan, and Tom are their Christian names. And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit
CHORUS couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
I trap by day. I rest by night, , On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
I keep mv llawken within my sight, Chorus
I walk along your mountain streams 5) We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down,
It's in your arms that I live my dreams. So we grabbed an alligator and we poured an other
CHORUS round.
We put the ball between his teeth and powdered his
We trapped Rayado Creek behind,
Shitiin' times for about a week And when we touched the powder off the 'gator lost
Crossed trails with some Arapaho his mind.
They stole otir plews and then forced us to go. Chorus
CHORUS 6) They ran through the briars and they ran through
the brambles,
We'v headed for the rendezvous, And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit
Four free trappers without a plew couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em,
We cached at Taos town On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Found ole Gabe and we all "threw down."
CHORUS Little Joe The Wrangler
The years have come, the years have gone Little Joe the wrangler will wrangle never more.
Yet these shinin' mountains stil1 sing my song, His days with the remuda they are o'er.
You'll feel. it in your bones tonight, Twas just about last April, when he joined our outfit
As you sleep along 'neath the soft starlight, here,
CHORUS Just a little Texas stray and nothin' more.
The Battle Of New Orleans 'Twas long late in the evening he rode into our camp.
On a little Texas pony he called Chaw.
1) In 1814 we took a little trip, With his brogan shoes and overalls, a tougher lookin'
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty kid
Mississipp' You never in your life before had saw.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we met the bloody British near the town of New His saddle was a Texas kack built many years ago.
Orleans. And O.K. spur on one foot idly hung,
Chorus: While his hot roll in a cotton sack so loosely tied
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'. behind
There wasn't nigh as many as they was a while ago. And a canteen from the saddle horn was hung.
We fired once more and they begin to runnin',
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. He said he'd had to leave his home, his Pa had
2) We looked down the river and we see'd the British married twice
come... And his new ma whopped him every day or two,
There must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the So he saddled up old Chaw one night and lit a shuck
drum. this way.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles Said now it's time to paddle his own canoe.
ring;
While we stood beside our cotton bales and didn't Said he'd do the best he could if we'd only give him
say a thing. work,
Chorus Though he didn't know straight up about a cow.
3) Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise. So the boss he cut him out a mount and kinder put him
If we didn'tfire a musket till we looked 'em in the on,
eyes. And we knowed he liked the little stray somehow.
We held our fire till we see'd their faces well;
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave We taught him to jingle horses and to learn to know
'em--Well. them all To get 'em in by daybreak; if he could.
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To follow the chuckwagon and to always hitch the Kicked back at the trapper's lodge, I'm sitting on the
team front porch.
And help the cocinero rustle wood. Smell the ole majestic cooking what the cookie don't
scorch. I know that fence needs fixin' and some of the
We'd driven to the Pecos, the weather bein' fine. chores
We were camped down in the South side in a bend. ainvt done.
When a Norther commenced blowin' and we doubled But today is not right for doing them, there will be
up our guard another one.
For it took all hands to hold the cattle then. CHORUS
Little Joe the wrangler was called out with the rest Tomorrow I'm headed for Cimarron, to the local
And scarcely had the little feller reached the herd meeting place,
When the cattle they stampeded, like a hailstorm long Gonnaplay some pool and see some friends and
they fled. probably eat a steak.
And all of us were ridin' for the lead. Therewill be piano singing, a two-step dance, and a
'Tween the streaks of lightening we could see a horse barroom fight.
ahead. Its ahard lot of work in a cowboy's life but you know
'Twas Little Joe the wrangler, in the lead. its really alright.
He was ridin' old Blue Rocket with his slicker o'er his CHORUS
head.
Tryin' to check the leaders in their speed. Sitting around a campfire watching the flames leap
from log to log,
We finally got them millin' and kinda quieted down, Thinking the whole day through some cowboys songs.
And the extra guard back to camp did go; And I wish for you all around the best of peace and
But one of them was missing, and we knowed it at a joy,,
glance Got to keep riding high all your life like the New
Twas our little Texas stray - poor Wrangler Joe. Mexican boy.
CHORUS
Little Joe the Wrangler will wrangle no more.
His days with the remuda are o'er. Curt R. Rom wrote this song (NEW MEXICAN
'Twas just about last April he joined our outfit here, COWBOY) while a member of the 1978 Beaubien
Just a little Texas stray and nothin' more. Staff.
New Mexican Cowboy Boy of the Mountains
By Curt Rom By Dave Goldfein
Sun comes up over the prairie, its shining off the Well he's sittin on a mountain in New Mexico.
prairie ponds. Wonderin' about his life and where he should go.
I'm sitting here on my pony watchin' the day start to There's a bird floating past him so graceful and free.
move along. He says boy of the mountains won't you listen to me.
The wind blows through the pine trees and across the
mountain tops. CHORUS
Yeah, I know this is the life for me and the good days If you search for tomorrow, then you'll never find
never stop. today.
For life is for the living, you gotta live out each day.
CHORUS If you worry about tomorrow and what the future may
Just a New Mexican cowboy, doing what I've always hold,
dreamed. Then you'll just end up worrying till you grow very
Just a New Mexican cowboy, doin' life naturally it old.
seems to me.
Keep riding high. The boy said that's so easy for you to say. You just
float through the mountains looking for prey.
In a high mountain grassland, I'm watching the cattle No you don't have to worry since your so damn free.
graze, Riding across burn meadow, working for my But me
day's wage. I got to find a job and raise a family.
The sweat rolls from under my hat and across my Well the bird flew on over and perched on a branch,
dusty brow. Got to get along hoss, can't lope like he looked at that boy and started to laugh.
that, got to chase He said kid you got your needs and I got mine, but
another stray cow. one thing
CHORUS
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We've in common is the passage of time. Song of Wyoming
CHORUS
Well, I'm weary and tired, I've done my days riding
Now the bird started movin' his wings toward the sky NIght time is rolling my way.
The boy looked up at him with a tear J.n his eye. The sky's all on fire, the light's slowly fading,
He said bird, what your saying. it makes so much Peaceful and still ends the day.
sense, for I'm crossing pastures afor I even reach the Out on the trail the night birds calling
fence. Singing their wild melody.
Now the bird floated Eastward across the great Down in the canyon, the cottonwoods whisper
plains. A song of Wyoming for me.
And the boy started walkin' for it began to rain.
He was thinking about the bird and as he looked o'er Well, I wandered around the town and the city,
the land. Tried to figure the how and the why.
He heard boy of the mountains, now you're a man. I've stopped all my scheming, I'm just driftin'
CHORUS and dreamin',
Dave Goldfein was in the 1980 Ranger Department And watching the river roll by.
Here comes that big old prairie moon rising,
Dark As A Dungeon Shining down as bright as can be,
High on a hill, there's a coyote singing
By Merle Travis The song of Wyoming for me.
Come all you young fellows, so young and so fine,---- Now it's whiskey and tobacco and bitter black coffee
And seek not your for-tune in a dark dreary mine. A lonesome old dogie am I
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul ----- But waking up on the range, Lord, I feel like an angel,
'Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the I feel like I almost could fly.
coal. Drift like a cloud out over the badlands
Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew, Sing like a bird in the tree,
Where the The wind in the sage sounds like heaven singing,
danger is double and the pleasures are few,.Where The song of Wyoming for me.
the rain The song of Wyoming for me.
never falls and the sun never shines,--It's dark as a
dungeon Me and my Uncle
way down in the mines.----
Me and my uncle went ridin' down
Come on all you young fellos, so young and so fine,' From Colorado, West Texas bound,
And seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine, We stopped off, in Santa Fe,
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul It bein' part, just about half way
"Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the Besides it was the hottest part of the day.
coal.
We led our ponies into a stall,
CHORUS Went to the bar boys, we bought drinks for all,
Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the Ten days in the saddle, you know my body hurt,
dew, It bein' summer, I took off my shirt,
Where the danger is double and the pleasures are And I tried to wash off some of that dust and dirt.
few,
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines, West Texas cowboys, they're all over town,
it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines. With gold and silver, they're loaded down,
Just in from roundup, you know it seemed a shame,
It's many a man I've seen in my day, And so my uncle, he starts a friendly game
Who lived just to labour his life away, Of High-Low Jacks and the winner takes the game.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure of a mine. Right from the first Uncle starts to win,
CHORUS West Texas cowboys, they's mad as sin,
Some say he's cheatin',Ah, but that can't be,
I hope when I'm dead and the ages shall roll, Cause my Uncle, he's 'bout as honest as me,
My body will blacken and turn into coal, And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be.
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,
And pity the miner a-digging my bones. One of them cowboys, he starts to draw,
CHORUS
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I grabs a bottle, I cracked him on the jaw, He shore is a sunfishing sun-of-a-gun.
I shot another, he won't grow old, He goes up toward the east and comes down toward
And in the confusion, my uncle grabs the gold, the west,
And we high-tail it on down to Mexico. To stay on his middle I'm doin' muh best.
He is the worst bucker I sees on the range,
Well God bless cowboys, atd God bless gold, He could turn on a dime and give you back change.
God bless my uncle, God rest his soul, He hits on all fours and turns up on his side,
He taught me well boys, he taught me all I know, I don't see how he keeps from sheddin' his hide.
He taught me so well, that I grabbed that gold,
And I left my uncle dead by the side of the road. I tell yuh, no foolin', that caballo can step,
I was still in my saddle, a buildin' some rep.
The Strawberry Roan Away goes muh stirrups and I loses muh hat,
I'm grabbin' the apple and blind as a bat.
Curley W. Fletcher
He shore is frog walkin' he heaves a big sigh,
I was loafin' around just spendin' muh time He only lacks wings fur tuh be on the fly.
out of a job and I hadn't a dime, An while he's a bucking he squeals like a shoat,
When a feller steps up and sez he "I suppose I tell yuh that pony has shore got muh goat.
That yore uh bronc fighter by the looks o' yer clothes."
With a phenominal jump he kicks her in high,
Well Ithought he was right and I c told him the same, And I'm settin' on nothin' way up in the sky.
Then fasks has he gotfany bad ones to tame. And then I descends, I comes back tuh earth,
He says be has one a badone tuh buck, C And I lights inta cussin' the day of his birth.
And fur piling good cowboys he has lots uh luck.
Then I knows that the hosses I ain't able tuh ride,
Well I gets all excited and asks what he pays, Is some uv them livin', they haven't all died.
Tuh ride that old pony a couple uh days. And I bets all muh money that no man alive,
He offers ten dollars. Sez I "I'm yure man, Can stay with that bronk when he makes the high
Fur the bronk never lived that I couldn't fan." dive.
I don't like to brag but I got this tuh say, Without Warning
That I ain't been throwed fur many a day.
Sez he git yur saddle I'll give yuh a chance, By Jack Ross
So I gits in his buckboard and drifts tuh his ranch.
Folks still tell the story
I stays until mornin' and right after chuck, 'bout the widow Sarah White
I steps out tuh see if that outlaw kin buck. How she befriended the outlaw
He was down in the hoss corral standing alone, that wild Dakota night.
A snakey eyed outlaw, a strawberry roan. Two desperate people
living desperately alone,
His legs is all spavined he's got pigeon toes, In desperate need of someone
Little pig eyes and a long roman nose, to keep them from the cold.
Little pin ears that touched at the tip, She found him near the wood shed,
An X.Y.Z. iron stamped on his hip. lying face down in the snow,
That ran red with the blood
Yew necked he is with a long lower jaw, from the wounds beneath his coat.
All the things that you'll see on a wild outlaw. In the light of a coal oil lamp
Well I puts on muh spurs I'm sure feelin' fine, she dug the bullets out
Turns up muh hat and picks up muh twine. Kept watch until the danger passed
and he could get about.
I dabs that loop on him and well I knows then,
That before he is rode I'll sure earn that ten. 0n one Sunday morning
I gets muh blinds on him it shore is a fight, He rode off without warning,
Next comes muh saddle I screws it down tight. Without warning.
Then I gets on him I sez "Raise the blind, It weren't but six weeks later
Move out uv his way and les see him unwind." while in Custer for supplies,
Well he bows his old neck and I guess he unwound, That she heard the shots ring out;
Fur he ain't spendin' much uv his time on the ground. heard the victim's cry,
Running to the spot
Heturns his old belly right up to the sun, where the people gathered round
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She saw the outlaw towering Spider John
o're the drunkard on the ground.
Spider John is my name friends
Oh that April morning, I'm in between freight and I sure would be obliged
She grabbed his pistol, If I could share your company.
and without warning I'm on my way to nowhere
I've been running from my past
Quickly raised it to his head Am Running from the things that I used to be
and squeezed the trigger back, Now I know my wOrds sound strange to you
Before the startled crowd, But if you wait till my song is sung and my story told,
she dropped the outlaw in his tracks.
You might come to understand,
Buffalo Skinners Why I'm old and bent and Devil spent
And running out of time;
Well, I found myself in Griffin When not long ago I held a royal flush in my hand.
in the Spring of '23
When a well-known, famous drover CHORUS:
came a'walkin' up to me. Well, I was a supermarket fool, I was a motorbank
He said, "How ya doin' young feller? stool pigeon, Even robbin my own time,
And how would you like to go and spend the summer I thought I'd lost my blues, Yes I thought I'd paid my
pleasant dues,
on the range of the buffalo." And I thought I'd found a life to suit my style.
*Well, me being out of work right then, to the drover I
did say "This goin' out there on the buffalo range And I was Spider John, the robberman, long, tall, and
depends on handsome,
what you pay; and if you pay good wages, Yes, I was Spider John with the loaded hand, takin
transportation to and fro, randsom.
I think I might go with you
to the range of the buffalo." Then one day, I met Diamond Lily
He said, "Course I pay good wages- She was the sweetest thing the summer winds had
pay your transportation too. ever blown my way.
If you'll agree to work for me Lily, she had no idea of my illustrious occupation.
until the season's through, She thought I was a saint, not a sinner gone astray.
But, if you get wary Spider, he loved his lady so much, he could not
and you try to run away confess his sins,
You'll starve to death along the trail and you'll also for he knew if he did, the lady would surely take her
lose your way." leave
*The trip was a pleasant one But you know the word got around, and Lily left town.
as we hit the westward trail. And he never saw her again, tossing and turning,
And crossed the old Baggey Creek causing his host to grieve.
down into Old New Mexico. CHORUS
There our pleasures ended
and our trouble all begun, And that is all my story
A listening storm hit us It's been at least thirty years since I took to the road
and it made the cattle run. to find my precious beieweled one.
Got all full of stickers And if you see my Lily, give her my regards
from the cactus that did grow Tell her ole Spider got tangled in the black web that
And outlaws waitin' to pick us off he spun.
in the hills of the Rayado. Tell her ole Spider got tangled in the black web that
Well, the workin' season ended he spun.
and that drover would not pay.
He said, "You all have drunk too much, Desperado
and you're all in debt to me."
But we bein' mountain men as we were, Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
we didn't believe in bankrupt law. You've been out riding fences for so long now.
So we left that driver's bones to bleach Oh, you're a hard one.
on the range of the buffalo. And I know that you got your reasons
But these things that are pleasing you
Will hurt you somehow.
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Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy, like a sleepy blue ocean
She'll beat you if she's able come fill me again.
You know the Queen of Hearts is always your best Come let me love you
bet. let me give my life to you
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid let me draw in your laughter
upon your table, let me die in your arms.
But you only want the ones that you can't get. let me lay down beside you
let me always be with you
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger come let me love you
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you on. come love me again
Your freedom, oh, freedOm
Well, that's just some people talking On Top of Old Smoky
We're prisoners walking through this world all alone.
On top of old Smokey, all covered with snow,
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time, I lost my true lover by courting to slow.
The sky won't snow, and the sun won't shine
Its hard to tell the nighttime from the day. A courting is pleasure and parting is grief,
You're losin' all your highs and lows But a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes ... away.
A tHief will but rob you of all that you save,
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? But a false-hearted lover will send you to grave.
Come down from your fences--open the gate.
It may be raining Your grave will decay you and turn you to dust;
But there's a rainbow above you. There's not a boy in ten thousand a poor girl can trust
You better let somebody love,
Before it's too late. It's raining it's hailing, the moon gives no light;
My horses can't travel this dark road tonight.
This Old Guitar
Go put up your horses and give them some hay;
This old guitar taught me to sing a love song. I'm headed for Georgia, I'll be on my way.
It showed me how to laugh and how to cry.
It introduced me to some friends of mine I'll go to Old Smokey, the mountain so high.
and brightened up some days. Where the wild birds and turtle doves can hear my
And it helped me through some lonely nights. sad cry.
Oh ... what a friend to have a on a cold and lonely
night. Happy Trails To You
This old guitar gave me my lovely lady Happy trails to you,
it opened up her eyes and ears to me Until we meet again.
brought us close together and I guess it broke her Happy trails to you,
heart Keep smilin' on till then.
It opened up the spaces for us to be.. Happy trails to you,
What a lovely place and a lovely space to be. Till we meet again.
This old guitar gave me my life, my living Dinah
all the things you know I love to do
to serenade the stars that shine Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
from a sunny mountainside Someone's in the kitchen I know-o-o-o
And most of all, to sing my songs for you ... Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Oh, I love to sing my songs for you ... Strumming on the old banjo.
Annie's Song Fee, Fi Fid-dlee-i-o
Fee, Fi Fid-dlee-i-o-o-o-o,
You fill up my senses Fee, Fi Fid-dlee-i-o,
like a night in a forest Strumming on the old banjo.
like the mountains in springtime
like a walk in the rain Fee, plunk, Fi, plunk, Fid-dlee-i-o-plunk
like a storm in the desert Fee, Fi Fid-dlee-i-o-plunk-plunlc-plunk,
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Fee, plunk, Fi, plunk Fid-dlee-i-o, plunk. So we settled down for a long cold restless snooze.
Strummin on the old banjo. plunk. Came about the time the moon rose,
Heard a sound, it nearly froze my toes
Tumbling Tumbleweeds It was a big ole brown bear, a grizzly bear, Ole
Griz!
See them tumbling down, Well, I jumped out there in the knee-deep snow,
Nodding their heads to the ground, And I swung my rifle 'round.
Lonely, but free I'll be found, Caught him in the chin just below the nose,
He went a-bellowin' like a hound.
Driftin' along with the tumblin' tumbleweeds. Jake woke up from the noise outside,
Said he'd never had a better sleep in his life,
Cares of the past left behind, So we put on a pot of that coffee boiled black as
Nowhere to ride but I'll find, night.
Just where the trail will wind,
Driftin' along with the tumblin' tumbleweeds. Packed up the mules like we always do,
And we headed on down to the rendezvous,
I know when night is gone, It was a fine time for dreamin' of the Texas sun.
There's a new world born at dawn, Well, I wish I could have got a whole pocketfull of
Deep in my heart is a song, Texas sun.
Here on the range I belong,
I'll keep rollin' along, Run With The Wind
Driftin' along with the tumblin' tumbleweeds.
Sittin' in an old Boston twon and lookin' at the city
Rocky Mountain Suite lights
Remembering those days gone by; Rocky mountain
Up in a meadow in Jasper, Alberta nights.
Two men and four ponies on a long lonesome ride And I think of two young Philly boys, two aspens in the
To see the high country arid learn of her people, wind.
The ways that they lived there, the way that they They walk along those trails again those Colfax
died. county friends.
one is a teacher, and one a beginner,
Just wanting to be there and wanting to know. You've got to run with the wind,
And together they're trying to tell us a story Follow tumbling streams.
That should have been listened to a long time ago. Soar above the hills and live your mountain dreams.
How the life in the mountains is living in danger
From too many people, too many machines. They tell about the city life around a campfire glow.
And the time is upon us, today is forever, One sings forgotten mining songs, the other listens low.
Tomorrow is just one of yesterday's dreams. And a quiet magic fills the air as the embers fade
away.
Cold nights in Canada and icy blue winds, For now there's three young cowboys sharin' memories
The man and the mountains are brothers again. of the day.
Clear waters are laughing, they sing to the sky, CHORUS
The rockies are living --.they never will die.
Up in the meadow in Jasper, Alberta Now friends are joined from all about, from all across
Two men and four ponies on a long lonesome ride . . . this land.
. A common memory binds them all, a place that's truly
grand.
Winter of '29 And this moment always lives with us as a smile beings
to form.
By Steve Lewis 1973 On each young weary traveler's face, and the hearts
begin to warm.
'Twas the winter of '29 CHORUS
Me and Jake was a-ridin the line,
And I'll tell you it was cold now. So sing a song for special friends, and shed a tear for
Came across a bit of frost, old.
Nearly lost my beaver and hoss For here stand those two aspen trees, their leaves
It was a fine time dreamin' of the Texas sun. have turned to gold.
Well, I wish I could have a whole pocketfull of Texas As for me, I'm just an Ozard boy with a memory in my
sun. mind,
Looked around for a restin' spot,
Fingers so cold you couldn't tie a knot.
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Of an autumn night we all once shared in a place So meet a bear and take him out to lunch with you
that's lost in time. Even though your friends may stop and stare.
CHORUS Just remember there's a bear there, where?, over
there in the
Slewfoot bunch with you.
Well they just don't come no better than a bear.
High on a mountain tell me what do you see? Some folks drive the bears out of the wilderness
Bear tracks, bear tracks, looking back at me. Others to see a bear will pay a fee.
Better find a ranger, boys, before itys too late, Me, I'll just bear up to my bewildered best
Cause that bear's got all our food and headin' for the Some folks even see the bear in me.
gate. CHORUS
CHORUS Rocky Mountain High
Well, he s big around the middle and he's broad He was born in the summer of his twenty-seventh year
across the rump. Coming home to a place he'd never been before.
Running ninety miles an hour taking thirty feet a jump. He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was
He ain t never been caught; he ain't never been born again
treed. You might say he found the key to every door.
Some folks say lie's a lot like me.
Freeze-dried pork chops, crackers and cheese, When he first came to the mountains his life was far
We put 'em in a beai bag and hung 'em in a tree. away
Looked in the trees and our rations were gone On the road, and hanging by a song.
Ole Slewfoot's done made himself at home But the string's already broken and he really doesn t
care
CHORUS X2 It keeps changing fast and it don't last for long.
CHORUS 1
Well, I got me a ranger and I got me a gun.
We found ole Slewfoot and got him on the run. But the Colorado Rocky Mountain high.
Chased him up a holler and down in the well, I've seen it raining fire in the sky.
We shot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell. The shadow from the starlight is softer than a
CHORUS lullaby&.
Rocky Mountain High, in Colorado.
There's A Long Long Trail Rocky Mountain High, in Colorado.
There's a long, long trail a-winding He climbed Cathedral Mountains, he saw silver clouds
Into the land of my dreams, below
Where the nightingales are singing He saw everything as far as he could see.
And a white moon beams: And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to
There's a long, long night of waiting touch the sun
Until my dreams all come true; And he lost a friend, but kept his memory.
Till the day when I'll be going down
That long, long trail with you. Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forest and the
stream
Ain't No Bears In Arkansas Seeking grace in every step he takes.
His sight has turned inside himself to try and
By Steve Fromholz understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake.
Well, some folks say there ain't be bears in Arkansas CHORUS 2
Some folks say there ain't no bears at all.
Some folks say the bears go around eatin' babies And the Colorado Rocky Mountain High,
raw I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky.
And some folks got a bear across the hall. Talk to God and listen to the casual reply.
Rocky Mountain high in Colorado.
Some folks say that the beats go around smellin' bad Now his life is full of wonder, but his heart still knows
Others say that a bear is honey sweet some fear
Some folks say this bear's the best I've ever had Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend.
And some folks got a bear rug beneath their feet. Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in
CHORUS a couple more,
More people, more scars upon the land.
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CHORUS 3 Tennessee Stud
And the Colorado Rocky Mountain High, Along about 1825, I left Tennessee very much alive,
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky. And I never would have got through the Arkansas mud
I know he'd be a poorer man if he never saw an If I hadn't been ridin' that Tennessee Stud.
eagle fly.
Rocky Mountain High. I had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa,
It's a Colorado Rocky Mountain high. And one of her brothers was a bad outlaw.
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky. I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud,
Friends around the campfire and everybodyis high. Then I rode away on the Tennessee Stud.
Rocky Mountain High, in Colorado
Rocky Mountain High. CHORUS
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean,
Ghost Riders The color of the sun and his eyes were green.
He had the nerve and he had the blood,
An old cowpoke went riding out, one hot and windy And there never was horse like the Tennessee Stud.
day,
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way, We drifted on down into no-mans land,
We crossed that River called the Rio Grande.
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he I raced my horse with the Spaniards' folks,
saw, 'Till I got me a skin covered with silver and gold.
A-plowin' through the ragged skies and up the cloudy CHORUS
draw.
Me and a gambler, we couldn't agree,
CHORUS We got in a fight over a pair of queens.
yip-i-ya-a, Yip-i-ya-o, We jerked out guns and he fell with a thud
Ghost riders in the sky. And I got away on that Tennessee Stud.
CHORUS
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were
made of steel. Well, I got just as lonesome as a man can be
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath A dreaming of my girl in Tennessee.
he could feel. The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue,
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered 'cause he was dreamin' of a sweetheart too.
through the sky. CHORUS
For as he saw the riders coming hard he could hear
their mournful cry. We dropped right back across Arkansas.
CHORUS I whipped her brother, I whipped her Pa.
When I found that girl with the golden hair
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts She was ridin' that Tennesseemare.
all soaked with sweat, CHORUS
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't
caught them yet. stirrip in stirrip, and side by side We crossed them
mountains and the valleys wide.
They've got to ride for-evermore on that range up in We came to Big Muddy, then we forded a flood
the sky. On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee Stud.
On horses snorting fire, as they ride, I hear them cry. CHORUS
CHORUS
There's a pretty little baby on the cabin floor,
And as the riders loped on by, he heard them call his And a little horse colt laying around the door.
name, I love that girl with the golden hair,
If you want to save your soul from hell ariding on the And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare.
range, (They's good horses)
Then cowboy better change your ways or with us you CHORUS
will ride,
Trying to catch the devel's herd across the endless sky.
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Cool Water But with a smile upon our lips we stand in mud up to
our hips, upon this land we'll have to stay, we have no
All day I've faced the barren waste without the taste boats to
of water -- Cool water. move away.
Old Dan and I with throats burned dry and souls that Dakota land so fertile and rich, we think you are a
cry for water. honey.
Cool, (water) clear, (water) water (water).
Cosmic Cowboy
CHORUS
Keep-a movin' Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan, Merry go rounds and burial grounds are all the same
He's the devil not a man and he spreads the burning to me,
sand with water. Horses on posts and kids and ghosts are spirits we
Dan can't you see that big, green tree ought to set free.
Where the water's running free and it's waiting there Them city slicker pickers got a.lot of slicker licks than
for you and me -- Water, cool, clear, water. you and me, but
Riding the range and acting strange is where I want
The nights are cool and I'm a fool to be.
Each star's a pool of water -- cool water
But with the dawn I'll wake and yawn CHORUS
And carry on to water, cool, clear, water. I just want to be a cosmic cowboy,
CHORUS I just want to ride and rope and hoot.
I just want to be a cosmic cowboy,
The shadows sway and seem to say A super-natural country-rockin' galoot.
Tonight we'll pray for water -- cool water
And way up there, He'll hear our prayer And show us Well, Lone Star sippin' and skinny dippin' and steel
where there's water -- guitars and stars,
Cool, (water) clear, (water) water. Are just as good as Hollywood, and then boogie
CHORUS woogie bars.
I'm gonna buy me a vest and head out west my little
Dakota Land woman and myself.
And when we come to town, they're gonna gather
Tune: Oh Tannebaum round, and marvel at my baby's health.
CHORUS
Dakota land, Dakota land, upon thy fertile ground we
stand. Well, big raccoons and harvest moons keep rolling
And gaze across the burning plains, and pray to God through my mind.
to send the rains, our horses are the finest race, Home on the range where the antelope play is
starvation stares getting very hard to find.
them in the face. Don't bury me on the lone prairie, I'd rather play
Our chickens are to poor to eat, they've scratched the there alive
toes right off their feet, we have no wheat, we have But I'm doing my best to keep my thumb to the west
no oats, we My little bronco in overdrive.
have no corn to feed our goats, CHORUS
But with a smile upon our lips
we'll gather up the buffalo chips, upon this land we'll And up is not the way I'm gonna shoot. End.
have to stay, we're too darn poor to move away.
Dakota land so fertile and rich, we think you are a Chisolm Trail
honey.
Well, come along boys and listen to my tale.
Dakota land, Dakota land, upon thy fertile ground we I'll tell you all my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail
stand, and gaze across the flooded plains and pray
to God to Come a ti-yi yippy, yippy yah, yippy yah,'
stop the rains, our horses are the finest race, they with a ti-yi-yippy, yippy yay.
have to swim from place to place.
Our chickens are too poor to eat, they have no webs On a ten-dollar horse and a fifty dollar saddle,
upon their feet, we have no wheat, we have no oats, I started out a punchin' those long horned cattle.
we cannot (Refrain)
harvest them from boats,
I'm up in the morning before daylight,
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And 'fore I gits to sleeping the moon's shinin' bright. They swam the wide rivers and crossed the tall peaks,
(Refrain) And camped on the prairie for weeks upon weeks;
Starvation and cholera and hard work and slaughter,
Oh, it's bacon and beans almost every day, They reached California spite of hell and high water.
And I'd sooner be a eating plain prairie hay. (Refrain) CHORUS
I went to the boss for to draw my roll, Out on the prairie one bright starry night,
He had it figured I was nine dollars in the hole. They broke out the whiskey and Bets@, got tight;
(Refrain) She sang and she shouted and danced o'er the plain,
And made a great show for ttie whole wagon train.
So I went to the boss and said, "I won't take that," CHORUS
And I slapped him in the face with my old slouch hat.
(Refrain) The Injuns came down in a wild velling horde,
And Betsy was skeered they would scalp her adored;
I'll sell my outfit just as soon as I can, Behind the front wagon wheel Betsy did crawl,
And there fought the Injuns with musket and ball.
if cause I ain't punching cattle for no mean boss man. CHORUS
(Refrain)
With my knees in the saddle and my feet in the sky, They soon reached the desert, where Betsy gave out,
I'll quit punchin' cattle in the sweet by and by. And down in the sand she lay rolling about;
(Refrain) While Ike in great terror looked on in surprise,
Saying "Betsy, get up, you'll get sand in your eyes."
Don't Fence Me InDon't Fence Me In CHORUS
Oh give me land, lots of land, under starry skies
above; The alkali desert was burning and bare,
Don't fence me in. And Issac shrank from the death that lurked there;
Let me ride thru the wide open spaces that I love, "Dear old Pike County, I'll go back to you.'
Don't fence me in. Says Betsy, "You'll go by yourself if you do."
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
Listen to murmur of the cottonwood trees, Saying, Good-by, Pike County
Send me out forever, but I ask you please, Farewell for a while;
Don't fence me in. I'd go back tonight
If it was but a mile.
On my cayuse let me wander over yonder, CHORUS
Till I see the mountains rise.
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle, Sweet Betsy got up in a great deal of pain,
Underneath the western skies. And declared she'd go back to Pike County again;
Then Ike heaved a sigh and they fondly embraced,
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences And she traveled along with his arm 'round her waist.
Gaze at the moon until I loose my senses. CHORUS
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences,
Don't fence me in. The wagon tipped over with a terrible crash,
And out on the prairie rolled all sorts of trash;
Sweet Betsy From Pike A few little baby clothes done up with cAre,
Looked rather suspicious - though twas all on the
Did you ever hear tell of sweet Betsy from Pike, square.
Who crossed the wide prairies with her lover Ike, CHORUS
With two yoke of cattle and one spotted hog
A tall Shanghai rooster and an old yaller dog? The Sahnghai ran off and the cattle all died.
The last piece of bacon that morning was fried;
CHORUS Poor Ike got discouraged, and Betsy got mad,
Sing-too-ral-li-oo-ral-li-oo-ral-li-ay, The dog wagged his tail and looked wonderfully sad.
Sing-too-ral-li-oo-ral-li-oo-ral-li-ay. CHORUS
One evening quite early they camped on the Platte, One morning they climbed up a very high hill,
'Twas near by the road on a green shady flat; And with wonder looked down into old Placerville;
Where Betsy, quite tired, lay down to repose, Ike shouted and said, as he cast his eyes down,
While with wonder Ike gazed on his Pike County rose. "Sweet Betsy, my darling, we've got to Hangtown."
CHORUS CHORUS
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Long Ike and sweet Betsy attended a dance, Bound To Leave Ol' Texas
Where Ike wore a pair of his Pike County pants,
Sweet Betsy was covered with ribbons and rings, By Bob Nolan
Quoth Ike, "You're an angel, but where are your
wings?" I'm going to leave old Texas now
CHORUS For they've got no use for the long horn cow
They've plowed and fenced my cattle range
A miner said, "Betsy, will you dance with me?" And the people there are all so strange.
"I will that, old hoss, if you don't make too free:
But don't dance me hard, do you want to know why? I'll take my horse, I'll take my rope
Doggone you, I'm choke-full of strong alkali." And hit the trail upon a lope
CHORUS Say adios to the Alamo
And turn my head to Mexico.
Long Ike and sweet Betsy got married of course,
But Ike getting jealous obtained a divorce; I'll make my home on the wide wide range
And Betsy, well satisfied, said with a shout, The people there are not so strange
"Good-by, you big lummax, I'm glad you backed The hard ground will be my bed
outn" And the saddle will hold my head.
Saying, Good-by, dear Issac And when I waken from my dreams
Farewell for a while, I'll eat my bread and my sardines
But come back in time And then my ride on earth is done
To replenish my pile. I'll take my turn with the holy one.
Goodnight Irene I'll tell Saint Peter that I know
A cowboy's soul ain't as white as snow
CHORUS But in that far-off cattle land
Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight, He sometimes acted as a man.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.
Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in Cimarron
Sometimes I get a great notion
To jump in the river and drown.
CHORUS
Sometimes Irene wears a dress
Sometimes she wears a nightgown,
But when they're both in the laundry
Irene's the talk of the town.
CHORUS
Last Saturday night we got married
Me and the wife settled down,
But now us two are parted
I think I'll go in and tho' down.
CHORUS
Why did the chicken say to the duck
Boy you ain't too good looking
But you sure know how to swim.
CHORUS
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Holiday and Inspirational Comin for to carry me home.
CHORUS
Amazing Grace
If you get there before I do,
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound Comin' for to carry me home,
That saved a wretch like me! Tell all my friends I'm comin' there too,
I once was lost but now am found, Comin'for to carry me home.
Was blind but now I see. CHORUS
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, Lonesome Valley Lonesome Valley
And grace my fears relieved; Jesus walked this lonesom valley,
How precious did that grace appear he had to walk it by himself
The hour I first believed! Oh, no-body-else could iTalk it for him,
he had to cialk it by himself.
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come; As ire-vialk this lonesome valley,
It's grace that brought me safe thus far, WE do not walk it by ourselves,
And grace will lead me home. For God-sent-his-son to walk it with us,
We do not walk it by ourselves.
It made my wounded spirit whole,
And calmed my troubled mind, Kum Ba Yah
It's living food for many a soul,
That weary men may find. Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah!
Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah!
The Lord has promised good to me; Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah!
His Word my hope secures; Oh, Lord, Kum ba yah!
He will my shield and portion be Someone's Crying, Lord, Kum ba yah...
As long as life endures. Someone's praying, Lord, Kum ba yah....
Someone's laughing, Lord, Kum ba yah...
When we've been there ten thousand years, Someone's singing, Lord, Kum ba yah...
Bright shining as the sun, Come by here, my Lord, Come by here...
We've no less days to sing God's praise, Oh, Lord, Come by here.
Thanwhen we first begun.
Scout Law Version – Kum Ba Yah
Amazing Grace! How warm the sound
That gave new life to me (Tune: Kum Ba Yah)
He will my shield and portion be
His world my hope secures. A Scout Is Trustworthy, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
A Scout Is Loyal, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Oh, leave no trace, Upon the earth, A Scout Is Helpful, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
To spoil the gift god gave, O Lord, Kum Ba Yah.
Let all of nature, Live in peace, A Scout Is FriendLy, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Our mother, We will save. A Scout Is Courteous, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Last verse words by Sue Mayor of Troop 64, A Scout Is Kind, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Edmonds O Lord, Kum Ba Yah.
A Scout Is Obedient, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot A Scout Is Cheerful, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
A Scout Is Thrifty, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
CHORUS O Lord, Kum Ba Yah.
Swing low, sweet chariot, A Scout Is Brave Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Comin' for to carry me home, A Scout Is Clean, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Swing low, sweet chariot, A Scout Is Reverent, Lord, Kum Ba Yah!
Comin' for to carry me home O Lord, Kum Ba Yah.
I looked over Jordan and what did I see, Michael Row the Boat Ashore
Comin' for to carry me home,
A band of angels comin' after me, Michael row the boat ashore, Hallelujah.
Michael row the boat ashore, Hallelujah.
Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah.
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Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah. Where ox and ass are feeding?
CHORUS Good Christians fear:
River Jordan is chilly and cold, Hallelujah. for sinners here
Chills the body, not the soul, Hallelujah. The silent Word is pleading.
CHORUS CHORUS
The river is deep and the river is wide, Hallelujah. So bring Him incense,
Milk and honey on the other side, Hallelujah. gold an myrrh,
CHORUS
Come, peasant, King to own him;
Brother lend a helping hand, Hallelujah. The King of kings salvation brings,
Brother lend a helping hand, Hallelujah. Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
CHORUS CHORUS
Men fight on with sword and gun, Hallelujah. Put Your Hand In The Hand
Don't they know the battle's won, Hallelujah.
CHORUS CHORUS
Put your hand in the hand of the man that stilled the
Rock of Ages water
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the
Rock of ages, cleft for me, sea
Let me hide myself in Thee, Take a look at yourself and you can look at others
Let the water and the blood, differently
From Thy side, a healing flood, By putting your hand in the hand of the man from
Be of Sin the double cure, Galilee.
Save from wrath, and make me pure.
Every time I look into that Holy Book I want to
Should my tears forever flow, tremble
Should my zeal no langour know, When I read about the part where the carpenter
All for sin could not atone, cleaned out the temple
Thou must save, and thou alone, For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellas
In my hand no price I bring, than what I profess to be
Simply to Thy cross I cling. And it causes me shame to know we're not the people
we should be.
While I draw this fleeting breath, CHORUS
When my eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown, Well my mama taught me how to pray before I
And behold Thee on Thy throne, reached the age of seven
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, She said, "There 11 come a time there'll probably be
Let me hide myself in Thee. room in heaven
And I'm feelin' kinda guilty about the number of times
What Child is This we do what we do
But we forget that He loves us and forgives us, yes
What child is this, even you.
who laid to rest CHORUS
On Mary's lap is sleeping? Well I'm glad I learned to pray before I reached the
Whom angels greet age of seven
For when I'm down on my knees that's when I'm close
with anthems sweet, to heaven
While shepards watch are keeping? Daddy lived his life with two kids and a wife, you do
what you must do
CHORUS But he showed me enough of what it takes to get you
This, this is Christ the King, thru
Whom shepherds gaurd CHORUS
and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the son of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate
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Upon a Midnight Clear Joy to the World
It came upon the midnight clear, Joy to the world! The Lord is come
That glorious song of old, Let earth receive her King;
From angels bending near the earth Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room,
To touch their harps of gold: And heav'n and nature sing,
"Peace on the earth, good will to men, And heav'n and nature sing,
From heav'n's all gracious King": And heav'n and heav'n and nature sing.
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing. Joy to the world! The Savior reigns:
Let men their songs employ,
Still thro' the cloven skies they come, While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
With peaceful wings unfurled, Repeat the sounding joy,
And still their heav'nly music floats Repeat the sounding joy,
O'er all the weary world; Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hov'ring wing. No more let sin and sorrow grow,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds Nor thorns infest the ground;
The blessed angels sing. He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found, Far as the curse is found,
And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Far as, far as the curse is found.
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way He rules the world with truth and grace
With painful steps and slow, And makes the nations prove
Look now! for glad, and golden hours The glories of His righteousness
Come swiftly on the wing: And wonders of His love, and Wonders of His love,
0 rest beside the weary road, And wonders, wonders of His love.
And hear the angels sing.
Little Town of Bethlehem
For lo, the days are hast'ning on,
By prophets seen of old, 0 little town of Bethlehem,
When with the ever-circling years, How still we see thee lie ;
Shall come the time foretold, Above they deep and dreamless sleep
When the new heav'n and earth shall own The silent stars go by;
The Prince of Peace their King, Yetin thy darkness shineth
And the whole world send back the song The everlasting Light;
Which now the angels sing. The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
Away in a manger
For Christ is born of Mary,
Away in a manger, no crib for His bed And gathered all above,
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head; While mortals sleep the angels keep
The stars in the sky looked down where He lay, Their watch of wond'ring love.
The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay. 0 morning stars, together,
Proclaim the holy birth,
The cattle are lowing, the poor Baby wakes, And praises sing to God the King,
But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes; And peace to men on earth.
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky,
And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh. How silently, how silently,
The wondrous Gift is giv'n!
Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay So God imparts to human hearts
Close by me forever, and love me I pray. The blessings of His heav'n.
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care, No ear may hear His coming,
And fit us for Heaven to live with Thee there. But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.
Holy Child of Bethlehem!
Descent to us, we pray;
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Cast out our sin, and enter in, Wherever you may be
Be born in us today. And I'll lead you ail
We hear the Christmas angels In the dance said He.
The great glad tidings tell:
0 come to us, abide with us, I danced for the scribe (faster now)
Our Lord Immanuel! And the pharisee
But they wouldn't dance
When The Saints Go Marching And they wouldn't follow me,
I danced for the fishermen
Oh when the saints go marching in, For James and John
Oh when the saints go marching in, They came with me
Oh Lord I want to be in that number, And the dance went on.
Oh when the saints go marching in.
Oh when the sun refuses to shine, I danced on the Sabbath
Oh when the sun refuses to shine, And I cured the lame
Oh Lord I want to be in that number, The holy people said
When the sun refuses to shine. It was a shame,
Oh when the dead, in Christ shall rise, They whipped and they stripped
Oh when the dead, in Christ shall rise, And they hung me high
Oh Lord I want to be in that number And they left me there
When the dead, in Christ shall rise On a Cross to die.
Dem Bones I danced on a Friday (slow down)
When the sky turned black
Chorus: It's hard to dance
Dem bones gonna rise again With the world on your back,
I knowed it, knowed it, Indeed I knowed it, They buried my body
Brother, I knowed Hey dem bones gonna rise again And they thought I'd gone
But I am the Dance
The Lord He thought He'd make a man, And I still go on. (speed up)
**Dem bones gonna rise again.**
He took a little water, and he took a little sand. They cut me down
**Dem bones gonna rise again.** But I leapt up high
Took a rib from Adam's side. For I am the Life
**Made Miss Eve In a wink of an eye. CHORUS That'll never, never die,
Apples, pears and nectarines. and I'll live in You
**Take a few, the Lord won't mind. CHORUS If you'll live in me
So she took her pick and she took her pole. I am the Lord
**Fact, she took a whole apron full. CHORUS Of the dance said He.
The very next day the Lord came round.
**Saw those cores all over the ground. CHORUS O Come All Ye Faithful
"Adam, who these cores did leave?"
**"I don't know, Lord, musta been Eve. CHORUS 0 come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
The moral to this story be. 0 come ye, 0 come ye to Bethlehem!
"Don't leave your cores for the Lord to see. CHORUS Come and behold Him, born the King of angels!
Lord of the Dance CHORUS
O come let us adore Him,
I danced in the morning O come let us adore Him,
When the world was begun, O come let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord!
And I danced in the moon
And the stars and the`sun, Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,
And I came down from heaven 0 sing, all ye citizens of heav'n above!
And I danced on the earth Glory to God, all glory in the highest!
At Bethlehem I had my birth. CHORUS
CHORUS.:Dance then- wherever you may be Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning,
I am the Lord of the Dance said He, Jesus to Thee be all glory giv'n;
And I'll lead you all Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing!
CHORUS
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Christmas Time See Him in a manger laid,
Whom the choirs of angels praise;
Tune: "Jingle Bells" Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise.
Singing Carols gay, buying gifts galore, CHORUS
Preparing for that day, and all the fun in store.
Boy Scouts do their best, to give Goodwill and joys, What Child is This
So like all the rest, from Santa they'll get toys.
Christmas time, Christmas time, What Child is this, who laid to rest,
Happy time of the year, On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Joyful feelings everywhere, Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
With the spreading of Good Cheer While shepherds watch are keeping?
Hanukkah CHORUS
This, this is Christ the King,
Tune: "On Top of Old Smokey" Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
In the hills of Judea The Babe, the Son of Mary.
In the dark of the night,
There gathered the Maccabees Why lies He in such mean estate
A11 ready to fight. Where ox and ass are feeding?
Along came the Syrians, Good Christian fear: for sinners here
So haughty and proud, The silent Word is pleading.
And the battle was starved, CHORUS
They clashed long and Loud
When the battle was over, So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
And they counted the dead, Come, peasant, King to own Him;
The victory was ours, The King of kings salvation brings,
The Maccabees led. Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
CHORUS
They made pure the Temple,
And kindled the lights, Christmas Time
And a miracle happened,
They burned for eight nights. Tune: "Jingle Bells"
Angels We Have Heard on High Christmas is a time
When there's something in the air,
Angels we have heard on high, More than bells that chime,
Sweetly singing o'er the plains, More than songs to share,
And the mountains in reply, Something gay and bright,
Echoing their joyous strains. More than lights aglow,
You sense it morning noon and night,
CHORUS Wherever you may go.
Glo - ri - a Chorus:
in excelsis Deo Christmas time, Christmas time,
Glo - ri - a Every Jack and Jill,
in excelsis Deo. Knows what fun it is to feel
All a-tingle with goodwill;
Shepherds, why this jubilee? Christmas time, Christmas time,
Why your joyous strains prolong? Though the air be chill,
What the gladsome tidings be, Everyone is tingly now,
Which inspire your heav'nly song? With a feeling of goodwill!
CHORUS
Come to Bethlehem, and see Him
whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.
CHORUS
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Hanukkah Fun Song For The Beauty Of The Earth
Tune: Merrily We Roll Along" For the beauty of the earth,
For the glory of the skies,
Hanukkah is here at last, here at last, here at last. For the love which from our birth
Hanukkah is here At last, there's fun f or everyone, Over and around us lies:
We spin the dreidel merrily, merrily, merrily, Lord of all, to Thee we raise
We spin the dreidel merrily, Come on and join the This our hymn of grateful praise.
fun. For the beauty of each hour
There's fun for you and fun for me, fun for you, fun for Of the day and of the night,
me. Hill and vale, and tree and flower,
There's fun for you and fun for me, with toys and Sun and moon and stars of light:
games and cheer, Lord of all, to Thee we raise
The candles burn so cheerily, cheerily, cheerily, This our hymn of grateful praise.
The candles burn so cheerily,
It's the best week of the year. We Gather Together
Silent Night, Holy Night We gather together
To ask the Lord's blessing,
Silent night, holy night, He chastens and hastens,
All is calm, all is bright; His will to make known;
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child! The wicked oppressing
Holy Infant, so tender and mild, Now cease from distressing,
Sleep in heavenly peace, Sing praises to His name,
Sleep in heavenly peace. He forgets not his own.
Silent night, holy night, Up On The Housetop
Darkness flies, all is light;
Shepherds hear the angels sing, Down in the basement Boy Scouts pause,
"Alleluia! Hail the king! They are helping Santa Claus,
Christ the Savior is born, Toys, games, and puzzles and goodies too,
Christ, the Savior is born." Make children happy, yes they do.
Ho, ho, ho, who wouldn't go,
Silent night, holy night, Ho, ho, ho, who wouldn't go,
Son of God, love's pure light; Out helping Santa, click, click, click,
Radiant beams from Thy holy face, Try a goodwill project, quick, quick, quick.
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth, Only Visiting This Planet
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.
Larry Norman
Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, love's pure light; Some say he was an outlaw that he roamed across
With the angels let us sing, the land with a band of unschooled ruffians and a
Alleluia to our King; few old
Christ the Savior is born, fishermen. No one knew just where he came from or
Christ the Savior is born. exactly what he'd done, but they said he must have
done
Merry Christmas something bad that kept him on the run.
Tune: "Are You Sleeping?" Some say he was a poet, that had stood upon the hill
and his voice could calm an angry crowd or make the
Merry Christmas, waves
Merry Christmas, stand still. He spoke in many parables, that few could
And Goodwill, And Goodwill, understand, but the people sat for hours just to listen
Merry, Merry Christmas to this
Merry, Merry Christmas man.
And Goodwill, and Goodwill.
Some say he was a sorcerer, a man of mystery, he
could walk upon the water, he could make a blind
man see. He
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conjured wine at weddings, he did tricks with fish and Born Ten Thousand Years Ago
bread, and he spoke of being born again, raised
people from the dead. I was born about ten thousand years ago.
And there's nothing In this world I do not know.
Some say a politician who spoke of being free, he I saw Peter, Paul and Moses playing Ring-Around-
was followed by the masses on the shores of Galilee. The-Roses.
He spoke And I'll lick the guy who says it isn't so.
out against corruption and he bowed to no decree, I saw Satan when he looked the garden o'er-
but they feared his strength and power so they nailed I saw Eve and Adam driven from the door,
him to a tree. And behind the bushes peeping saw the apple they
were eating.
Some say He was the Son of God, a man above all And I'll swear that I'm the guy that ate the core.
men, that He came to be a servant and to set us free I taught Solomon to learn his ABC's.
from sin. I helped Brigham Young to make limburger cheese.
And that's who I believe He was, 'cause that's who I And while sailing through the bay with Methuselah
believe, and I think we should get ready 'cause it's one day,
time for us to I saved his flowing whiskers from the breeze.
leave. I saw Jonah when he shoved off in the whale,
And I thought he'd never live to tell the tale.
Go Tell it on the Mountain But old Jonah had eaten garlic and he gave the
whale the colic.
CHORUS: So he coughed him up and let him out of jail.
Go tell it on the mountain, over the hill and I taught Samson how to use his mighty hand.
everywhere. I showed Columbus this here great and might land.
Go tell it on the Mountain that Jesus Christ is born. And for Pharaoh's little Riddles I built all the
Pyramiddies,
Who's that yonder dressed in red? Let my people go. And to Sahara carried all the sand.
Must be the children that Moses led. Let my people
go. Inch By Inch
Who's that yonder dressed in white? Let my people (Garden Song words by Barry Joynes)
go.
Must be the children of the Israelite. Let my people ***Chorus***
go. Inch By Inch, Row By Row, Makin' Scouting's Garden
Grow.
Who's that yonder dressed in black? Let my people All It Takes To Make It So - Trained Leaders For The
go. Boys.
Must be the hypocrites turning back. Let my people Inch By Inch, Row By Row, Please Bless These Seeds I
go. Sow,
Please Guide Them While They Grow,
Just as I am Grant Them Confidence And Poise.
Pack Or Troop. Post Or Team. Filling Them With Self-
Just as I am, without one plea; But that Thy blood was Esteem
shed for me; Living Baden-Powell's Dream. As You Follow Scouting
And that Thou biddist me come to Thee; 0 Lamb of s Plan
God, I come; I come. As He Grows To Be A Man.. When You Cultivate A
Boy,
Just as I am, tho' tossed about; With many a conflict, Sow Him Full Of Nature's Joy,, Scouting's Law Let Him
many a doubt; Employ
Fightings and fears within, without; 0 Lamb of God, I ***Chorus***
come; I come. Plant Seeds Of Trust And Loyalty, And A Helpful
Friend He'll Be
Just as I am, Thou wilt receive; Wilt welcome, pardon, Courteous, Kind, A Guarantee, With A Character
cleanse, relieve; Unflawed.
Because Thy promise I believe; 0 Lamb of God, I Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty, Too, His Bravery Will See
come; I come. Him Through
A Cleanliness That He'll Renew, With A Reverence For
His God.
***Chorus***
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Rise and Shine What a wondrous time is spring, when all the trees
are budding.
Refrain: The birds begin to sing, the flowers start their
Rise And Shine And Give God Your Glory blooming.
That's how it is with God's love; once you've
Glory, experienced it;
Rise And Shine And Give God Your Glory It's fresh like spring, you want to sing;
You want to pass it on.
Glory,
Rise And Shine And (Clap) Give God Your I wish for you my friend, all this happiness that I've
found.
Glory Glory, You can depend on Him, it matters not where you're
Children Of The Lord. bound.
I'll shout it from the mountain tops, I want my world to
Oh, God Said To Noah "There's Gonna Be A Floody know;
Floody", The Lord of Love, has come to me;
God Said To Noah "There's Gonna Be A Floody I want to pass it on.
Floody",
"Get Those Animals (Clap) Out Of The Muddy I'll shout it from the mountain tops, I want my world to
Muddy", know;
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain The Lord of Love, has come to me;
Oh, God Said To Noah "Go Build Me An Arky Arky",
God Said To Noah "Go Build Me An Arky Arky", I want ... to pass... it on...
"Build It Out Of (Clap) Hickory Barky Barky",
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain He's got the Whole World in his Hands
So, The Animals, They Came On, They Came On By
Twosies Twosies, He's got the whole world in His hands (Four times)
The Animals, They Came On, They Came On By He's got the wind and the rain in His hands (Three
Twosies Twosies, Elephants And (Clap) Kangaroosies times)
Roosies, He's got the whole world in His hands.
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain He's got you and me, brother, in His hands
Well, It Rained And Poured For Forty Daysies He's got you and me, sister, in His hands
Daysies, He's got you and me, brother, in His hands
Rained And Poured For Forty Daysies Daysies, He's got the whole world in His hands.
Nearly Drove Those (Clap) Animals Crazy Crazy, He's got the little bitty baby in His hands (Three times)
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain He's got the whole world in His hands
Then, The Sun Came Out And Dried Up The Landy .
Landy, He's got everybody here in His hands. (Three times)
The Sun Came Out And Dried Up The Landy Landy, He's got the whole world in His hands.
Everything Was (Clap) Fine And Dandy Dandy,
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain Faith Of Our Fathers
The Animals, They Came Off, They Came Off By
Threesies Threesies, Faith of our fathers, living still
The Animals, They Came Off, They Came Off By In spite of dungeon, fire and sword
Threesies Threesies, Oh, how our hearts beat high with joy
It Must Have Been Those (Clap) Birds And Beesies Whene'er we hear that glorious word
Beesies, Chorus:
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain Faith of our father, holy faith,
So, That Is The End Of, The End Of My/Our Story We will be true to thee till death.
Story, The martyrs, chained in prisons dark,
That Is The End Of, The End Of My/Our Story Story, Were still in heart and conscience free;
Everything Is (Clap) Hunky Dory Dory, And blest would be their children's fate
Children Of The Lord...So...Refrain If they like them should die for thee.
Chorus
Pass it On Faith of our fathers! We will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife;
It only takes a spark to get a fire going, Proclaim thee, too, as love knows how,
And soon all those around can warm up to its glowing. By saving Word and Faithful life.
That's how it is with God's love; once you ve Chorus
experienced it;
You spread His Love to everyone;
You want to pass it on.
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This Is My Father's World When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
This is my Father's world, When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And to my list'ning ears And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.
All nature sings and round me rings Chorus
the music of the spheres. But when I think that God, his Son not sparing,
This is my Father's world; Sent him to die, I scarce can take it in,
I rest me in the thought That on the cross my burden gladly bearing He
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas; bled and died to take away my sin;
His hand the wonders wrought. Chorus
This is my Father's world; When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
The birds their carols raise; And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
The morning light, the lilly white, Then I shall bow in humble adoration
Declare their maker's praise. And there proclaim, "My God, how great Thou art!"
This is my Father's world; Chorus:
He shines in all that's fair.
In the rustling grass I hear him pass; Do Lord
He speaks to me every where.
This is my Father's world; Chorus:
Oh, let me not forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, Do Lord, O, do lord, O do remember me.
God is the ruler yet. Do Lord, O, do lord, O do remember me.
This is my Father's world; Do Lord, O, do lord, O do remember me.
Why should my heart be sad? Way beyond the blue.
The Lord is King, let the heavens ring; I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun,
God reigns, let the earth be glad! I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun,
I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun,
Rock My Soul Way beyond the blue.
Chorus
Rock My Soul In The Bosom Of Abraham I took Jesus as my savior, You take Him too.
Rock My Soul In The Bosom Of Abraham I took Jesus as my savior, You take Him too.
Rock My Soul In The Bosom Of Abraham I took Jesus as my savior, You take Him too.
Oh, Rock My Soul Way beyond the blue.
So High You Cant Get Over It Chorus
So Low You Can't Get Under It.
So Wide You Cant Get Around It Hymn
You Gotta Go Through That Door
(Tune: Edelweiss)
Waiting For Christmas
Thank you Lord,Thank you Lord,
Tune: 'Three Blind Mice" On this day, for our many good blessings,
Thank you Lord,
Christmas Day, Christmas Day, On this day for our many close friendships.
Hurry this way, hurry this way, Glory to God may you hear our prayers, guide us on
But when you come to our house at last forever,
Please do not go rushing away too fast, Thank you Lord, on this day for our blessings.
For we'll have to wait till another year's passed, Lord we ask
For Christmas Day. As we go into all of life's pathways,
How Great Thou Art That each day
by Stuart K Hine We may know you are calling us onward,
O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder, Glory to God may you hear our prayers, lead us on
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. forever,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, So each day we may know you are leading us
Thy power throughout the universe displayed. onward.
Chorus: Grant us Lord,
Then singsmy soul, my Savior God to Thee, On this day deeper insights and challenge,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art! That each day
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee, We growin faith, and knowledge and wisdom,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art! Glory to God may you hear our prayer, guide us on
forever,
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Grant us Lord on this day deeper insights and In the beauty of the lilies Christwas born across the
challenge. sea,
With a glory in his bosom,
Simple Gifts That transfigures you and me,
As He died to make men Holy, let us die to make men
'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free, free,
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be, His truth is marching on.
And when we come around to the place just right, CHORUS
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained, Hallelujah!
To bow and to bend, we shan't be ashamed.
To turn, turn will be our delight, (Note: Divide group into two groups, the first stands
Till by turning, turning we come 'round right. and sings the Hallelujah s and sits back down while
the second stands to sing "Praise ye the Lord".)
Down By The Riverside
Hallelu, hallelu, hallelu,
Gonna lay down my sword and shield hallelujah! Praise ye the Lord!
Down by the riverside Hallelu, hallelu, hallelu,
Down by the riverside hallelujah! Praise ye the Lord!
Down by the riverside Praise ye the Lord! Hallelujah!
Gonna lay down my sword and shield Praise ye the Lord! Hallelujah!
Down by the riverside Praise ye the Lord! Hallelujah!
To study war no more. Praise ye the Lord!
CHORUS:
I ain't gonna study war no more, more. Beautiful Savior
Study war no more, more.
Study war no more. Beautiful Savior,
S'more verses ... King of creation,
Gonna put on my long white robe. Son of God and son of Man!
Gonna put on my starry crown. Truly I'd love thee,
Gonna put on my golden shoes. Truly I'd serve thee,
Gonna ride on my milk white horse. Light of my soul, my joy, my crown.
Gonna talk with the prince of peace. Fair are the meadows,
Gonna walk with the prince of peace. Fair are the woodlands,
Gonna shake hands around the world. Robed in flow'rs of blooming spring
Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand. Jesus is fairer,
Jesus is purer,
Battle Hymn Of The Republic He makes our sorrowing spirit sing.
Fair is the sunshine,
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the Fair is the moonlight,
coming of the Lord, Bright the sparkling stars on high;
He is trampling out the vintage Jesus shines brighter,
Where the grapes of wrath are stored, Jesus shines purer
He has loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift Than all the angels in the sky.
sword, Beautiful Savior,
His truth is marching on. Lord of the nations,
CHORUS: Son of God and Son of Man!
Glory, Glory Hallelujah, Glory and Honor,
Glory, Glory Hallelujah, Praise, adoration,
Glory, Glory Hallelujah, Now and forevermore be thine!
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call Children Of The Heavenly Father
retreat,
He is sifting out the hearts of men Children of the heav'nly Father
Before His judgment seat. Safely in his bosom gather,
Be swift my soul to answer him, be jubilant my feet, Nestling bird or star in heaven
Our God is marching on. Such a refuge ne'er was given.
CHORUS God his own doth tend and nourish,
In his holy courts they flourish.
From all evil things he spares them,
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In his mighty arms he bears them. **Dem bones gonna rise again.**
Neither life nor death shall ever He took a little water, and he took a little sand.
From the Lord his children sever; **Dem bones gonna rise again.**
Unto them his grace he showeth Took a rib from Adam's side.
And their sorrows all he knoweth. **Made Miss Eve In a wink of an eye. CHORUS
Though he giveth or he taketh, Apples, pears and nectarines.
God his children ne'er forsaketh; **Take a few, the Lord won't mind. CHORUS
His the loving purpose solely So she took her pick and she took her pole.
To preserve them pure and holy. **Fact, she took a whole apron full. CHORUS
The very next day the Lord came round.
Joyful We Adore Thee **Saw those cores all over the ground. CHORUS
"Adam, who these cores did leave?"
Joyful, Joyful we adore thee, **"I don't know, Lord, musta been Eve. CHORUS
God of glory, Lord of love! The moral to this story be.
Hearts unfold like flow'rs before thee, "Don't leave your cores for the Lord to see. CHORUS
Praising thee, their sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness, One Tin Soldier
Drive the gloom of doubt away.
Giver of immortal gladness, Listen Children To A Story That Was Written Long
Fill us with the light of day. Ago.
All thy works with joy surround thee, 'Bout A Kingdom On A Mountain And The Valley Folk
Earth and heav'n reflect thy rays, Below.
Stars and angles sing around thee, On The Mountain Was A Treasure Buried Deep
Center of unbroken praise. Beneath A Stone.
Field and forest, vale and mountain And The Valley People Swore They'd Have It For
Flow'ry meadow, flashing sea, Their Very Own
Chanting bird, and flowing fountain Chorus
Call us to rejoice in thee.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and
Let All Things Now Living cheat A Friend
Do It In The Name Of Heaven. You Can Justify It In
Let all things now living The End.
A song of thanksgiving There won't be any trumpets blowing come the
To God the creator triumphantly raise; judgment day.
Who fashioned and made us, protected and stayed On The Bloody Morning After, One Tin Soldier Rides
us, Away.
Who still guides us on to the end of our days. So The People Of The Valley Sent A Message Up The
God's banners are o'er us, his light goes before us, Hill.
A pillar of fire shining forth in the night, Asking For The Buried Treasure, Tons Of Gold For
Till shadows have vanished and darkness is banished, Which They'd Kill
As forward we travel from light into light. Came an answer from the kingdom, "With our
His law he enforces, the stars in their courses brothers we will share
And sun in its orbit obediently shine; All the secrets of our mountain, All the riches buried
The hills and the mountains, the rivers and fountains, there."
The deeps of the ocean proclaim him divine.
We too should be voicing our love and rejoicing; ***Chorus***
With glad adoration a song let us raise Now the valley cried with anger, "Mount your horses,
Till all things now living unite in draw your sword,"
thanksgiving: And they killed the mountain people, so they won
"To God in the highest, hosanna and praise!" their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure, on the mountain,
Dem Bones dark and red.
Turned the stone and look beneath it, "Peace on
Chorus: earth" was all it said.
Dem bones gonna rise again
I knowed it, knowed it, Indeed I knowed it, ***Chorus***
Brother, I knowed Hey dem bones gonna rise
again
The Lord He thought He'd make a man,
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Rolling Over The Billows CHORUS
And they'll know we are Christians by our love, by our
Refrain: love,
Oh, Rolling Over The Billows, Rolling Over The Sea Yes, they'll know we are Christians by our love.
(sea),
Rolling Over The Billows Of The Deep Blue Sea. We will walk with each other, we will walk hand in
Rolling Over The Billows, Rolling Over The Sea (sea), hand,
Rolling Over The Billows Of The Deep Blue Sea. We will walk with each other, we will walk hand in
Its Cheese, Its Cheese, Its Cheese That Makes The Mice hand,
Go Round, And Together we'll spread the news that God is in our
Its Cheese (cheese), Cheese (cheese), Cheese That land:
Makes The Mice
Go Round. We will work with each other, we will work side by
Its Cheese (cheese), Cheese (cheese), Cheese That side,
Makes The Mice We will work with each other, we will work side by
Go Round. side,
Its Cheese That Makes The Mice Go Round And we'll guard each man's dignity and save each
Refrain man's pride:
Its Mice, Its Mice, Its Mice That Make The Cats Go CHORUS
Round,
Its Mice (mice), Mice (mice), Mice That Make The Cats All praise to the Father, from whom all things come,
Go Round, And all praise to Christ Jesus, His only Son,
Its Mice (mice), Mice (mice), Mice That Make The Cats And all praise to the Spirit, Who makes us one:
Go Round. CHORUS
Its Mice That Makes The Cats Go Round.
Refrain All God's Critters
Its Cats That Make The Dogs Go Round
Its Dogs That Make The Boys Go Round ***Chorus***
Its Boys That Make The Girls Go Round All God's Critters Got A Place In The Choir
Its Girls That Make The Love Go Round Some Sing Low And Some Sing Higher
Its Love That Makes The World Go Round
Some Sing Out Loud On The
Go Tell it on the Mountain Telephone Wire
CHORUS Some Just Clap Their Hands Or
Go tell it on the mountain, over the hill and Paws Or Anything They Got Now
everywhere. Repeat Chorus (All)
Go tell it on the Mountain that Jesus Christ is born. Listen To The Bass It's The One On The Bottom
Where The Bullfrog Croaks And The Hippopotamus
Who's that yonder dressed in red? Let my people go. Moans And Groans With A Big To Dooo
Must be the children that Moses led. Let my people And The Old Cow Just Goes Moooooo
go. The Dogs And The Cats Take Up The Middle
Where The Honey Bee Hums And The Cricket Fiddles
Who's that yonder dressed in white? Let my people The Donkey Brays And The Neighs
go. The Old Coyote Howls - Aaaaoooooo
Must be the children of the Israelite. Let my people Chorus (All)
go. Listen To The Top Where The Birds Sing
Where To Melody And My High Notes Ring
Who's that yonder dressed in black? Let my people And The Hoot Owl Hollers Over Everything And The
go. Jay Bird Disagrees.
Must be the hypocrites turning back. Let my people Singin' In The Nighttime, Singin' In The Day
go. The Little Duck Quacks And Is On His Way
The Possum Ain't Got Much To Say
They'll Know We are Christains by our And The Porcupine Talks To Himself - Again
Love Chorus (All)
It s A Simple Song, A little Song Everywhere
We are one in the Spirit, we are one in the Lord, By The Fox And The Ox And Grizzly Bear
We are one in the Spirit, we are one in the Lord, The Grumpy Alligator And The Hawk Above
And we pray that all unity-may one day be restored: The Sly Raccoon And The Turtledove
Chorus(All-Clap-No Guitar)
Repeat Chorus (All-Clap Tambourine)
Repeat Chorus(All-Clap-Tambourine-Guitar)
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Great Pumpkin Is Coming To Town Fa la la la la, la la la la
Follow him as he ascends
Tune: "Santa Claus is Coming To Town" Fa la la la la, la la la la
Join with true Great Pumpkin friends
Oh, you'd better not shriek, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
You'd better not groan,
You'd better not howl, Halloween Song
You'd better not moan,
Great Pumpkin is Coming to town! Tune: "Yankee Doodle"
He's going to find out
From folks that he meets, I'll carve a fearful pumpkin face,
Who deserves tricks As well as I am able,
And who deserves treats; And when it's done I'll light it up,
And set it on the table
Great Pumpkin is coming to town! I'll fix it so that passers-by
He'll search in every pumpkin patch, Will see and get the quiv-vers,
Haunted houses far and near, For Halloween s the time to play
To see if you've been spreading gloom, You have the snakes and shivvers.
Or bringing lots of cheer.
So you'd better not shriek, Halloween Is Here!
You'd better not groan,
You'd better not howl, Tune: "Farmer in the Dell"
You'd better not moan;
Great Pumpkin is coming to town! Oh, the pumpkin patch is dark,
There 're goblins in the park,
Down By The Graveyard Hi-ho it's scary-o
When Halloween is here!
Tune: "Town by the Station"
The Twelve Days of Halloween
Down by the graveyard, early in the evening,
See the ghosts and ghouls all standing in a row, Tune: "Twelve Days of Christmas"
They must pass inspection by they're trick or treating,
Once they look their scaries, then off they go! On the first day of Halloween,
My true love gave to me
I'm Dreaming Of The Great PumpkinThe Great An owl in an old dead tree.
Pumpkin Continue with:
Tune: "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas" Two trick or treaters,
I'm dreaming of the Great Pumpkin; Three black cats,
Just like I do this time each year, Four skeletons,
When he brings nice toys to good girls and boys, Five scary spooks,
Who wait for him to appear. Six goblins gobbling,
I'm dreaming of the Great Pumpkin, Seven pumpkins glowing,
With every Pumpkin Card I write, Eight monsters shrieking,
May you Jack-o-lanterns burn bright Nine ghosts a-booing,
When the Great Pumpkin visits you tonight. Ten ghouls a-groaning,
Eleven masks a-leering,
Deck The Patch Twelve bats a-flying.
Tune: "Deck the Halls" Over The River And Through The Wood
Deck the patch with orange and black, Over the river and through the wood,
Fa la la la la, la la la la To Grandfather's house we go;
Take along your goody sack The horse knows the way
Fa la la la la, la la la la To Carry the sleigh;
Don we now our gay apparel Thru the white and drifted snow.
Fa la la la la, la la la la Over the river and through the wood,
Troll the ancient Pumpkin carol Oh, how the wind does blow:
Fa la la la la, la la la la. It stings the toes, and bites the nose,
See the Great One rise before us As over the ground we go.
Fa la la la la, la la la-la Over the river and through the wood,
As we sing the Pumpkin chorus To have a first rate play;
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Oh hear the bell ring Frankenstein
Ting-a-ling-ling,
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day! Tune: "Clementine"
Over the river and through the wood,
Trot fast my dapple gray, I was working with my test tubes,
Spring over the ground, In my laboratory fine,
Like a hunting hound, When one day I broke my glasses,
For this is Thanksgiving Day! And I made poor Frankenstein!
He was charming, he was handsome,
A Thanksgiving Song And I nailed his hand on tight,
Oh, his teeth were sharp and pearly,
Tune: "Polly-Wally Doodle" And his eyes came out at night.
Oh, his nose, I made it quickly,
Oh, a turkey tom and a turkey mom, From a rotten apple core,
Go, gobble, gobble, gobble all day, And his tongue was nice and purple,
Oh, they love to be with their family, And it hung down to the floor!
And gobble, gobble, gobble all day. Dracula, he was my helper,
Arm in arm, on the farm, But from him I had to part,
As they strut their merry way, He cooked my steak too tough for dinner,
Oh, a turkey tom and a turkey mom, And I drove it through his heart!
Go gobble, gobble, gobble all day. Then the Old Man came to work,
When the moon goes down, "Sir", I said, "What's that in your mouth?"
And the sun comes up, He said, "Fangs". I said, "You're welcome"
They gobble, gobble, gobble all day. And he still is running South!
Oh, a turkey tom and a turkey mom, Frankenstein helped in the kitchens
Go gobble, gobble, gobble all day. He was baking up a cake,
When he fell into the mixer,
Pumpkin Bells And got whipped up by mistake!
Cooking nicely in the oven,
Tune: "Jingle Bells" Oh, the cake, it came out fine,
I told my friends that they were raisins,
Dashing through the streets, But those lumps were Frankenstein!
In our costumes bright and gay,
To each house we go, Tommy, The Tall-Tailed Turkey
Laughing all the way.
Halloween is here, Tune: "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer"
Making spirits bright;
What fun it is to trick or treat, Tommy, the tall-tailed turkey,
And sing Pumpkin songs tonight. Has a big enormous tail,
Pumpkin Bells, Pumpkin Bells, And when he starts in running,
Ringing loud and clear; It will make a windy gale.
What fun Great Pumpkin brings us, All of the other turkeys,
When Halloween is here. Teased poor Tommy every day,
'Cause when he spreads his feathers,
Pumpkin Wonderland With them he could not play.
On Thanksgiving morn one year;
Tune: "Winter Wonderland" When fire burned the barn,
Tommy waved his tail so hard,
Screech owl hoot And stopped it without harm.
Are you lis nin? Now all the other turkeys,
Beneath the moon, End up on a great big dish,
All is glist'nin. But on Thanksgiving morning,
A real scary sight, Tommy and his tail still swish.
We're happy tonight,
Waitin' in a pumpkin wonderland.
In the patch, we're watching for Great Pumpkin;
We've been waiting for this night all year;
For we've tried to be nice to everybody;
And to grow a pumpkin patch that is sincere.
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