NONE

A MAN HAD THREE SONS; ONE 16, ONE 17, AND ONE 18. ON THE
18 YEAR-OLDS' BIRTHDAY, THE MAN SENT HIS SON OUT TO FIND WORK.
THE SON FOUND WORK, BUT IN ORDER TO GET THERE, HE HAD TO GO UP
THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL AND UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL AND UP
THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL AND UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL.
ON HIS FIRST DAY ON THE JOB, THE YOUNG MAN DISCOVERED THAT HE HAD
FORGOTTEN HIS LUNCH. SO HE RETURNED HOME TO GET IT. IN ORDER TO
GET HOME, HE HAD TO GO UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL, (ETC.)
HE RETURNED HOME, GOT HIS LUNCH, AND RETURNED BACK TO WORK. IN
ORDER TO GET THERE, HE HAD TO GO UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL,(ETC)
WHEN HE GOT BACK TO WORK, HE DISCOVERED THAT HE FORGOT SOMETHING
TO DRINK. SO HE HAD TO GO TO THE GAS STATION. IN ORDER TO GET THERE
HE HAD TO GO UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL, (ETC.). WHEN HE GOT
THERE, HE BOUGHT A PEPSI. THEN HE RETURNED TO WORK. IN ORDER
TO GET THERE, H5 HAD TO GO UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL, (ETC.)
AFTER WORK WAS OVER, THE YOUNG MAN RETURNED HOME. IN ORDER TO
GET THERE, HE HAD TO GO UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL, (ETC.)
WHEN HE RETURNED HOME, HIS FATHER WANTED TO HEAR OF HIS SONS'
EXPERIENCES OF THE DAY.(THE SON TELLS ABOUT THE ENTIRE DAY.)
( THIS GOES ON FOR THREE SONS, EACH GOING TO THE PLACE OF WORK,
EACH FORGETTING THEIR LUNCHES, EACH HAVING TO RETURN HOME,
EACH GOING TO A GAS STATION AND GETTING A COKE, EACH RETURNING TO
WORK, EACH COMMING HOME AND TELLING THEIR FATHER OF THIER
EXPERIENCES, AND MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL, EACH HAVING TO GO UP
THE HILL AND DOWN THE HILL, ETC.). THE MORAL OF THIS STORY IS
TWO OUT OF THREE DRINK COKE.

Submitter comment: NONE

Where learned: GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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THE TERM DUTCH TREAT COMES FROM HOLLAND WHERE THE GIRLS PAY FOR
THE GUYS' WAY, OR THEY EACH PAY THEIR OWN, WHILE ON A DATE. ALSO,
THE GIRLS WILL FREQUENTLY ASK THE GUYS OUT.

Submitter comment: NONE

Where learned: DETROIT

Date learned: CA03001974

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FINGER PICKING WAS ORIGINATED IN AFRICA BACK IN THE DAYS WHEN
THE BANJO WAS FIRST INVENTED. AT THAT TIME THE ONLY BANJO THAT
EXISTED WAS THE FOUR-STRING BANJO. THE PERSON PLAYING WOULD PICK
THE TWO STRINGS NEAREST HIM WITH HIS THUMB IN AN ALTERNATING
FASHION. ON THE OTHER TWO STRINGS, HE WOULD PICK THE MELODY OF
THE PARTICULAR SONG THAT HE WAS PLAYING.

Submitter comment: NONE

Where learned: GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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UNKNOWN

DID YOU EVER GO FISHIN' ON A HOT SUMMER DAY WITH
YOUR HANDS IN YOUR POCKET AND YOUR FEET ON THE WAY, AND A COP COMES
ALONG AND HE GRABS YOU BY THE PANTS, AND HE THROWS YOU IN THE
BROOK AND YOU SEE THE FISHES DANCE.

Submitter comment: THIS SONG HAS BEEN AROUND THE FAMILY EVER SINCE I CAN REMEMBER.
THE SONG IS SUNG TO THE TUNE OF "TURKEY IN THE STRAW."

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE RAILROAD

I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE
RAILROAD, ALL THE LIVE-LONG DAY, I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE RAILROAD
JUST TO PASS THE TIME OF DAY. DON'T YOU HEAR THE WHISTLE BLOWING,
RISE UP SO EARLY IN THE MORN, DON'T YOU HEAR THE CAPTAIN SHOUTING,
"DINAH, WON'T YOU BLOW YOUR HORN?" DINAH WON'T YOU BLOW, DINAH
WON'T YOU BLOW, DINAH WON'T YOU BLOW YOUR HORN. DINAH WON'T YOU
BLOW, DINAH WON'T YOU BLOW, DINAH WON'T YOU BLOW YOUR HORN.
SOMEONE'S IN THE KITCHEN WITH DINAH, SOMEONE'S IN THE KITCHEN I
KNOW, SOMEONE'S IN THE KITCHEN WITH DINAH, STRUMMIN' ON THE OLD
BANJO. FEE, FIE, FIDDLE-I-O, (3 TIMES), STRUMMIN' ON THE OLD BANJO.
SOMEONE'S MAKIN' LOVE TO DINAH, SOMEONE'S MAKIN' LOVE I KNOW.
SOMEONE'S MAKIN' LOVE TO DINAH 'CAUSE I CAN'T HEAR THE OLD BANJO.
NO ONE'S MAKIN' LOVE TO DINAH, NO ONE'S MAKIN' LOVE I KNOW.
NO ONE'S MAKIN' LOVE TO DINAH 'CAUSE DINAH'S GOT B.O.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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HOME ON THE RANGE

OH, GIVE ME A HOME WHERE THE BUFFALO ROAM, AND
THE DEER AND THE ANTELOPE PLAY. WHERE SELDOM IS HEARD A DISCOURAGING
WORD, AND THE SKIES ARE NOT CLOUDY ALL DAY. HOME, HOME ON THE
RANGE, WHERE THE DEER AND THE ANTELOPE PLAY, WHERE SELDOM IS HEARD
A DISCOURAGING WORD, AND THE SKIES ARE NOT CLOUDY ALL DAY.

Submitter comment: WHEN I WAS SMALLER, MY FATHER SANG THIS SONG (THE FEW LINES THAT HE
KNEW), WHENEVER HE WAS HAPPY, AS HIS FATHER DID BEFORE HIM.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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SPRINGHILL MINE DISASTER

IN THE TOWN OF SPRINGHILL, NOVA SCOTIA,
DOWN IN THE DARK OF THE CUMBERLAND MINE, THERE'S BLOOD ON THE COAL
AND THE MINERS LIE, ON THE ROADS THAT NEVER SAW SUN NOR SKY, ROADS
THAT NEVER SAW SUN NOR SKY. IN THE TOWN OF SPRINGHILL YOU DON'T
SLEEP EASY, OFTEN THE EARTH WILL TREMBLE AND ROLL, WHEN THE EARTH
IS RESTLESS, MINERS DIE, BONE AND BLOOD IS THE PRICE OF COAL,
BONE AND BLOOD IS THE PRICE OF COAL. IN THE TOWN OF SPRINGHILL, NOVA
SCOTIA, LATE IN THE YEAR OF 58, DAY STILL COMES AND THE SUN STILL
SHINES, BUT IT'S DARK AS THE GRAVE IN THE CUMBERLAND MINE, DARK
AS THE GRAVE IN THE CUMBERLAND MINE. DOWN AT THE COAL FACE,
MINERS WORKING, RATTLE OF THE BELT AND THE CUTTER'S BLADE, RUMBLE
OF ROCK AND THE WALLS CLOSE 'ROUND, THE LIVING AND THE DEAD MEN
TWO MILES DOWN, THE LIVING AND THE DEAD MEN TWO MILES DOWN.
TWELVE MEN LAY TWO MILES FROM THE PITSHAFT, TWELVE MEN LAY IN THE
DARK AND THEY SANG, LONG HOT DAYS IN THE MINER'S TOMB, IT WAS THREE
FEET HIGH AND A HUNDRED LONG, THREE FEET HIGH AND A HUNDRED LONG.

Submitter comment: THIS SONG WAS TAUGHT TO ME BY A
NEIGHBOR AT A COTTAGE THAT OUR FAMILY ONCE OWNED.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; CLARKS LAKE

Date learned: CA00001965

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JOHN B. SAILS

WE COME ON THE SLOOP JOHN B., MY GRANDFATHER AND
ME, 'ROUND NASSAU TOWN WE DID ROAM, DRINKIN' ALL NIGHT WE GOT INTO
A FIGHT, I FEEL SO BREAK-UP, I WANT TO GO HOME. (CHORUS) SO HOIST
UP THE JOHN B.'S SAILS, SEE HOW THE MAINSAIL SETS, SEND FOR THE
CAPTAIN ASHORE, LET ME GO HOME. LET ME GO HOME, I WANT TO GO HOME,
I FEEL SO BREAK-UP, I WANT TO GO HOME. WELL THE FIRST MATE HE GOT
DRUNK, AND DESTROYED THE PEOPLE'S TRUNK, AND CONSTABLE COME ABOARD,
TAKE HIM AWAY. SHERIFF JOHNSTONE, LET ME ALONE, I FEEL SO BREAK-UP,
I WANT TO GO HOME. (CHORUS) WELL THE POOR COOK, HE GOT FITS,
THROW AWAY ALL THE GRITS, THEN HE TOOK AND EAT UP ALL OF MY CORN,
LET ME GO HOME, I WANT TO GO HOME, OH, THIS IS THE WORSE TRIP
SINCE I BEEN BORN.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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BUFFALO BOY

WHEN ARE WE GONNA GET MARRIED, MARRIED, MARRIED,
WHEN ARE WE GONNA GET MARRIED, MY DEAR OLD BUFFALO BOY? I GUESS
WE'LL MARRY IN A WEEK, A WEEK, A WEEK, I GUESS WE'LL MARRY IN A WEEK,
THAT IS IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD. HOW YOU GONNA COME TO THE WEDDING,
THE WEDDING, THE WEDDING, HOW YOU GONNA COME TO THE WEDDING, MY
DEAR OLD BUFFALO BOY? I GUESS I'LL COME IN MY OX-CART, ETC., THAT
IS IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD. WHY DON'T YOU COME IN YOUR BUGGY, ETC.,
MY DEAR OLD BUFFALO BOY? MY OX WON'T FIT IN THE BUGGY, ETC., NOT
EVEN IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD. WHAT YOU GONNA WEAR TO THE WEDDING, ETC.
MY DEAR OLD BUFFALO BOY? I GUESS I'LL WEAR MY OVERALLS, ETC.,
THAT IS IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD. WHO YOU GONNA BRING TO THE WEDDING,
ETC., MY DEAR OLD BUFFALO BOY? I GUESS I'LL BRING
MY CHILDREN, ETC.
THAT IS IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAD NO CHILDREN,
ETC., MY DEAR OLD BUFFALO BOY. WHY YES, I'VE GOT FIVE CHILDREN, ETC.
SIX IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD. THERE AIN'T GONNA BE NO WEDDING, ETC.,
NOT EVEN IF THE WEATHER BE GOOD.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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CRAWDAD

YOU GET THE LINE, I'LL GET THE POLE, HONEY. YOU GET THE
LINE I'LL GET THE POLE, BABY. YOU GET THE LINE, I'LL GET THE POLE,
WE'LL GO DOWN BABY TO THE CRAWDAD HOLE, HONEY, SUGARBABY, MINE.
GET UP OLD MAN YOU SLEPT TOO LATE HONEY, GET UP OLD MAN YOU SLEPT
TOO LATE BABY, GET UP OLD MAN YOU SLEPT TOO LATE, I ATE THE LAST
CRAWDAD ON YOUR PLATE, HONEY, SUGARBABY, MINE. GET UP OLD WOMAN, YOU
SLEPT TOO LATE HONEY, GET UP OLD WOMAN, YOU SLEPT TOO LATE BABY,
GET UP OLD WOMAN YOU SLEPT TOO LATE, THE CRAWDAD MAN DONE PASS YOUR
GATE, HONEY, SUGARBABY, MINE. WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN THE LAKE GOES
DRY HONEY, WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN THE LAKE GOES DRY BABY, WHAT YOU
GONNA DO WHEN THE LAKE GOES DRY?
SIT ON THE BANK, WATCH THE CRAWDADS
DIE, HONEY, SUGARBABY, MINE. WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN THE CRAWDADS
DIE HONEY, WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN THE CRAWDADS DIE BABY, WHAT YOU
GONNA DO WHEN THE CRAWDADS DIE, SIT ON THE BANK UNTIL I CRY, HONEY,
SUGARBABY, MINE.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: 03-00-1974

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THERE'S A HOLE IN THE BUCKET

THERE'S A HOLE IN THE BUCKET DEAR
LIZA, DEAR LIZA, THERE'S A HOLE IN THE BUCKET DEAR LIZA, A HOLE.
THEN FIX IT DEAR HENRY, DEAR HENRY, DEAR HENRY, THEN FIX IT DEAR
HENRY, DEAR HENRY, THEN FIX IT. WITH WHAT SHALL I FIX IT DEAR LIZA,
ETC. WITH THE STRAW DEAR HENRY, ETC. BUT THE STRAW IS TOO LONG,
ETC. THEN CUT IT, ETC. WITH WHAT SHALL I CUT IT, ETC. WITH THE AXE,
ETC. BUT THE AXE IS TOO DULL, ETC. THEN SHARPEN IT, ETC. WITH
WHAT SHALL I SHARPEN IT, ETC. WITH THE STONE, ETC. BUT THE STONE'S
IN THE BARN, ETC. THEN FETCH IT, ETC. BUT THE BARN'S ON FIRE, ETC.
THEN PUT IT OUT, ETC. WITH WHAT SHALL I PUT IT OUT, ETC. WITH
WATER, ETC. WITH WHAT SHALL I FETCH IT, ETC. WITH THE BUCKET, ETC.
BUT THERE'S A HOLE IN THE BUCKET, ETC.

Submitter comment: I CAN'T REMEMBER HOW LONG I'VE KNOWN THIS SONG OR WHO I LEARNED IT
FROM, BUT IT'S BEEN WITH ME FOR A LONG TIME.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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THE RISING OF THE MOON

AH THEN TELL ME SEAN O'FARRELL, TELL ME
WHY YOU HURRY SO. HUSH MY BOY, NOW HUSH AND LISTEN, AND HIS EYES
WERE ALL AGLOW. I BEAR ORDERS FROM THE CAPTAIN, GET YE READY QUICK
AND SOON, FOR THE PIKES MUST BE TOGETHER AT THE RISING OF THE MOON.
AH THEN TELL ME SEAN O'FARRELL, WHERE THE GATHERIN' IS TO BE. IN
THE OLD SPOT BY THE RIVER, RIGHT WELL KNOWN TO YOU AND ME. ONE
WORD MORE, A SIGNAL TOKEN, WHISTLE OF THE MARCHING TUNE, WITH YOUR
PIKE UPON YOUR SHOULDER, AT THE RISING OF THE MOON. THERE BESIDE
THE SINGING RIVER, THAT DARK MASS OF MEN WERE SEEN. FAR ABOVE THEIR
SHINING WEAPONS HUNG THEIR OWN IMMORTAL WREATH. DEATH TO EVERY FOE
AND TRAITOR, FORWARD STRIKE THE MARCHING TUNE, AND HURRAH MY BOYS
FOR FREEDOM, 'TIS THE RISING OF THE MOON. HOW WELL THEY FOUGHT FOR
POOR OLD IRELAND, AND FULL BITTER WAS THEIR FATE. OH WHAT GLORIOUS
PRIDE AND SORROW FILLS THE NAME OF '98. YET THANK GOD WHILE HEARTS
ARE BEATING, EACH MAN BEARS A BURNING WOUND. WE WILL FOLLOW IN THEIR
FOOTSTEPS AT THE RISING OF THE MOON.

Submitter comment: THIS SONG WAS TAUGHT TO ME BY MY BROTHER WHO LEARNED IT FROM AN
UNKNOWN SOURCE.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR?

WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH A
DRUNKEN SAILOR, (3 TIMES) EARLY IN THE MORNING?
PUT HIM IN THE BILGE AND MAKE HIM DRINK IT, (3 TIMES) EARLY IN THE
MORNING. (CHORUS) PUT HIM IN THE CABIN WITH THE CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER,
(3 TIMES) EARLY IN THE MORNING. YOU AIN'T SEEN THE CAPTAIN'S
DAUGHTER, (3 TIMES) EARLY IN THE MORNING. (CHORUS) SHAVE HIM ON THE
BELLY WITH A RUSTY RAZOR, (3 TIMES) EARLY IN THE MORNING. (CHORUS)

Submitter comment: THE VARIOUS VERSES LEARNED WERE LEARNED FROM DIFFERENT PEOPLE.
SINCE THEY WERE LEARNED SO LONG AGO, I CAN NEITHER REMEMBER WHO
THE PEOPLE WERE NOR WHICH VERSE WAS CONTRIBUTED BY WHOM.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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MY RAMBLIN' BOY

(CHORUS) AND HERE'S TO YOU MY RAMBLIN' BOY,
MAY ALL YOUR RAMBLIN' BRING YOU JOY. AND HERE'S TO YOU MY RAMBLIN'
BOY, MAY ALL YOUR RAMBLIN' BRING YOU JOY. (VERSE) HE WAS A MAN AND A
FRIEND ALWAYS, HE STUCK WITH ME IN THE HARD OLD DAYS. HE NEVER
CARED IF I HAD NO DOUGH, WE RAMBLED 'ROUND IN THE RAIN AND SNOW.
(REPEAT CHORUS) IN TULSA TOWN WE CHANCED TO STRAY, WE THOUGHT WE'D
TRY WORK FOR ONE DAY. THE BOSS SAID HE HAD ROOM FOR ONE. SAYS MY
OLD PAL, "WE'D RATHER BUM." (REPEAT CHORUS) LATE ONE NIGHT IN A
JUNGLE CAMP, THE WEATHER IT WAS COLD AND DAMP. HE GOT THE CHILLS
AND HE GOT THEM BAD. THEY TOOK THE ONLY FRIEND I HAD. (REPEAT
CHORUS) HE LEFT ME HERE TO RAMBLE ON, MY RAMBLIN' PAL, HE'S DEAD
AND GONE. IF WHEN WE DIE, WE GO SOMEWHERE, I'LL BET YOU A DOLLAR
HE'S RAMBLIN' THERE. (REPEAT CHORUS)

Submitter comment: THIS SONG WAS WRITTEN BY TOM PAXTON BUT WAS TAUGHT TO ME BY FOUR
DIFFERENT PEOPLE.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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THE NIGHTINGALE

EARLY ONE MORNING, ONE MORNING IN SPRING,
TO HEAR THE BIRDS WHISTLE, THE NIGHTINGGALE SING, I MET A FAIR
MAIDEN WHO SWEETLY DID SING, "I'M GOING TO BE MARRIED NEXT MONDAY
MORNING. HOW OLD ARE YOU MY FAIR YOUNG MAID, HERE IN THIS VALLEY,
THIS VALLEY SO GREEN? HOW OLD ARE YOU MY FAIR YOUNG MAID? "I'M
GOING TO BE 16 NEXT MONDAY MORNING." WELL 16 YEARS OLD, THAT'S TOO
YOUNG FOR TO MARRY, SO TAKE MY ADVICE, FIVE YEARS LONGER TO TARRY,
FOR MARRAIGE BRINGS SORROWS AND TROUBLES BEGIN, SO PUT OFF YOUR
WEDDING FOR MONDAY MORNING. YOU TALK LIKE A MADMAN, A MAN WITH NO
SKILL. FIVE YEARS I HAVE WAITED AGAINST MY OWN WILL, AND NOW I'M
DETERMINED TO HAVE MY OWN WAY, AND I'M GOING TO BE MARRIED NEXT
MONDAY MORNING. NEXT MONDAY MORNING, THE BELLS THEY WILL RING,
MY TRUE LOVE WILL BUY ME A GAY GOLDEN RING. ALSO HE'LL BUY ME A
PRETTY NEW GOWN, TO WEAR AT MY WEDDING NEXT MONDAY MORNING.
NEXT MONDAY NIGHT WHEN I GO TO MY BED, I'LL TURN 'ROUND TO THE MAN
THAT I'VE WED. AROUND HIS MIDDLE MY ARMS THEY WILL FLING, OH I
WISH TO MY SOUL IT WAS MONDAY MORNING.

Submitter comment: THIS SONG WAS ARRANGED BY PAUL STOOKEKY, BUT THE WORDS ARE STILL
THE SAME.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; GROSSE POINTE WOODS

James Callow Keyword(s): PAUL STOOKEY OF THE GROUP "PETER, PAUL & MARY?"

Date learned: CA03001974

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FOR LOVING ME

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LOVING ME, THAT'S WHAT YOU
GET FOR LOVING ME, NOW EVERYTHING YOU HAD IS GONE AS YOU CAN SEE,
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LOVING ME. I AIN'T THE KIND TO HANG AROUND
WITH ANY NEW LOVE THAT I'VE FOUND, 'CAUSE MOVIN' IS MY STOCK AND
TRADE, I'M MOVIN' ON, I WON'T THINK OF YOU WHEN I'M GONE. SO
DON'T YOU SHED A TEAR FOR ME, I AIN'T THE LOVE YOU THOUGHT I'D BE.
I GOT A HUNDRED MORE LIKE YOU SO DON'T BE BLUE, I'LL HAVE A THOUSAND
'FORE I'M THROUGH. NOW THERE YOU GO, YOU'RE CRYIN' AGAIN, NOW THERE
YOU GO, YOU'RE CRYIN' AGAIN. AND THEN SOME DAY WHEN YOUR POOR HEART
IS ON THE MEND, I JUST MIGHT PASS THIS WAY AGAIN. THAT'S WHAT YOU
GET FOR LOVIN' ME, THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LOVIN' ME, NOW EVERYTHING
YOU HAD IS GONE AS YOU CAN SEE, THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LOVIN' ME.

Submitter comment: THIS SONG WAS WRITTEN BY A KNOWN AUTHOR, GORDON LIGHTFOOT, BUT WAS
LEARNED BY MANY PEOPLE IN A TRADITIONAL FASHION.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; HARPER WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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RAILROAD BILL

RAILROAD BILL, RAILROAD BILL, HE NEVER WORKED AND
HE NEVER WILL, GONNA RIDE ON RAILROAD BILL. RAILROAD BILL HE WAS A
MIGHTY MEAN MAN, HE SHOT THE MIDNIGHT LANTERN OUT OF THE BRAKEMAN'S
HANDS, I'M GONNA RIDE ON RAILROAD BILL. RAILROAD BILL TOOK MY WIFE,
SAID IF I DIDN'T LIKE IT HE WOULD TAKE MY LIFE, I'M GONNA RIDE
ON RAILROAD BILL. GOIN' UP ON A MOUNTAIN, GOIN' OUT WEST, 38 SPECIAL
STICKIN' OUT OF MY VEST, I'M GONNA RIDE ON RAILROAD BILL. BUY ME
A PISTOL JUST AS LONG AS MY ARM, BLAST EVERYBODY EVER DONE ME HARM,
I'M GONNA RIDE ON RAILROAD BILL. I'VE GOT A 38 SPECIAL ON A 45 FRAME,
HOW IN THE WORLD CAN I MISS HIM WHEN I GOT DEAD AIM? I'M GONNA RIDE
ON RAILROAD BILL. BABY, BABY, THINK I'M A FOOL? THINK I'D LEAVE
YOU WHILE THE WEATHER IS COOL? I'M GONNA RIDE ON RAILROAD BILL.

Submitter comment: IT IS INTERESTING TO NOTE THE NUMBER OF TIMES THE TERM "GOT A
PISTOL JUST AS LONG AS MY ARM (OR LEG)" IS USED IN FOLK SONG.
ALSO, THE RHYME OF LIFE AND WIFE IS USED A LOT.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; HARPER WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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THE GYPSY DAVY

IT WAS LATE LAST NIGHT WHEN THE BOSS CAME HOME,
INQUIRING FOR HIS LADY, THE WATCHMAN GAVE A SURE REPLY, SHE'S GONE
WITH THE GYPSY DAVY. (CHORUS) RIDA-COMA GYPSY, GYPSY, GYPSY,
RIDA-COMA GYPSY DAVY. GO HITCH ME UP MY OLD GREY HORSE, MY OLD GREY
HORSE SO SPEEDY, I'LL RIDE ALL NIGHT AND I'LL RIDE ALL DAY, AND I'LL
OVERTAKE MY LADY. (CHORUS) IT'S HE CAUGHT UP HIS OLD GREY HORSE,
HIS OLD GREY HORSE SO SPEEDY, HE RODE ALL NIGHT AND HE RODE ALL
DAY AND HE OVERTOOK HIS LADY. (CHORUS) IT'S COME YOU BACK MY
DEAREST DEAR, IT'S COME YOU BACK MY HONEY, IT'S COME YOU BACK MY
DEAREST DEAR, AND YOU SHALL NEVER WORK FOR MONEY. (CHORUS) I WON'T
COME BACK MY DEAREST DEAR, I WON'T COME BACK MY HONEY, I WOULDN'T
GIVE
A KISS FROM MY GYPSY'S LIPS FOR YOU AND ALL YOUR MONEY. (CHORUS)
IT'S GO TAKE OFF THOSE BUCKSKIN GLOVES, MADE OF SPANISH
LEATHER, GIVE TO ME THOSE LILY-WHITE HANDS AND BID FAREWELL FOREVER.
(CHORUS) I WILL PULL OFF MY BUCKSKIN GLOVES MADE OF SPANISH LEATHER
AND GIVE TO YOU MY LILY-WHITE HANDS AND BID FAREWELL FOREVER.
(CHORUS) I ONCE COULD A-HAD MANY FINE THINGS, FEATHER BEDS AND
MONEY, NOW MY BED IS MADE OF HAY, AND THE GYPSIES DANCE AROUND
ME. (CHORUS)

Submitter comment: THE LAST TWO ENTRIES CONCERNING GYPSIES ARE OBVIOUSLY SLANTED AGAINST
THE RULING CLASS.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; HARPER WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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THE GYPSY ROVER

THE GYPSY ROVER CAME OVER THE HILL, DOWN THROUGH
THE VALLEY SO SHADY, HE WHISTLED AND HE SANG 'TILL THE GREEN WOODS
RANG, AND HE WON THE HEART OF A LADY. (CHORUS) AU-DE-DO-AUDEE
DO-DA DAE, (2 TIMES) HE WHISTLED AND HE SANG 'TILL THE GREEN WOODS
RANG, AND HE WON THE HEART OF A LADY. SHE LEFT HER FATHER'S
CASTLE GATE, SHE LEFT HER OWN TRUE LOVER, SHE LEFT HER SERVANTS AND
HER ESTATES, TO FOLLOW THE GYPSY ROVER. (CHORUS) HER FATHER SADDLED
HIS FASTEST STEED, AND SEARCHED THE VALLEY ALL OVER, HE SOUGHT HIS
DAUGHTER AT GREAT SPEED, AND THE WHISTLING GYPSY ROVER. (CHORUS)
AT LAST HE CAME TO A MANSION FINE, DOWN BY THE RIVER CLAYDE, AND
THERE WAS MUSIC AND THERE WAS WINE, FOR THE GYPSY AND HIS LADY.
(CHORUS) HE'S NO GYPSY, MY FATHER, SAID SHE. MY LORD OF FREELANDS
ALL OVER, AND I WILL STAY 'TILL MY DYING DAY, WITH MY GYPSY ROVER.
(CHORUS)

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; HARPER WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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THE BLACK HAIRED LASS

DOWN IN THE VALLEY THERE DID DWELL, A
COMELY MAID I KNEW SO WELL, FOR HER FAVOR MANY WOULD GO, TO TIP A CUP
OF KINDNESS WITH HER BROTHERS, OH LO LAND LOW. SHE SIPPED WINE WITH
A DELICATE AIR, SHE WAS A FLOWER BEYOND COMPARE, MANY A-LAD WOULD
TIP OF HIS GLASS ALL FOR THE LOVE OF THE BLACK HAIRED LASS.
AND THERE A YOUTH I KNEW HIM WELL, UP ON THE MOUNTAIN HE DID DWELL,
FOR HER FAVOR HE DID GO TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS WITH HER BROTHERS,
OH, IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW. (CHORUS) AND BY HIS WAY HER BROTHERS DID
LIE, AND BY THEIR WICKED LADY DIED, AS FOR HER FAVORS HE DID GO,
TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS WITH HER BROTHERS, OH IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW.
(CHORUS) WAS IN THE TWILIGHT OF THE YEAR, HIS GHOSTLY FOREHEAD DID
APPEAR, AND FOR HER FAVOR IT WOULD GO, TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS
WITH HER BROTHERS, OH IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW. (CHORUS) OH MAIDEN,
MAIDEN, HEAR ME WELL, FALSE HEARTED KINDRED HERE DO DWELL, TAKE
HEED, TAKE HEED OF THOSE WHO GO TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS WITH YOUR
BROTHERS, OH, IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW. (CHORUS)

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; HARPER WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974

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