1.Across The Wide Missouri
My lady love, she stands a'waitin'
Far across the wide Missouri
On the banks I hear her callin' to me
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
For seven years I've been a-roamin'
Seven years I left the valley
Now I live just for my true love to see
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
I'm pushin' on when dawn's a-breakin'
Goin' 'cross the wide Missouri
Where my love, she stands a-waitin' for me
A-roll (a-rollaree)
A-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll (a-rollaree)
A-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
2.A Worried Man
Lyricist：Tom Glazer, Dave Guard
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
Got myself a Cadillac thirty dollars down
Got myself a brand new house five miles out of town
Got myself a gal named Sue treats me really fine
Yes, she's my baby and I love her all the time
It takes a worried worried man to sing a worried worried song
It takes a worried worried man to sing a worried worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
I've been away on a business trip travelin' all around
I got a gal and her name is Sue, prettiest gal in town
She sets my mind to worryin' every time I'm gone
I'll be home tonight, so I won't be worried long
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
Well Bob is in the livin' room holdin' hands with Sue
Nicky's at that big front door vowin', to come on through
Well I'm here in the closet, oh Lord what shall I do？
We're worried now but we won't be worried long
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
3.Haul Away
Lyricist：Dave Guard
We're running down a stormy sea and rolling through the thunder
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
It's every man aloft my boys or we'll be driven under
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
'Way haul away, we're bound for better weather
'Way haul away, well, haul away, Joe
For seven days and seven nights, we've labored to exhaustion
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe.
But now the breeze is from the East, we'll come about for Boston
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
'Way, haul away, we're bound for better weather
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
East wind bring us home
The ragged heavens open up, we sound the jubilation
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
The setting sun's a beacon, boys, a sign of our salvation
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
'Way, haul away, we're bound for better weather
'Way, haul away, well, haul away, Joe
East wind bring us home
4.San Miguel
Lyricist：Jane Bowers
Down by the mission
San Miguel is a great house
Wherein dwell Don Carlos
And La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell
I work at the ranch, I saddle her mare
I ride with the gun behind as she visits her friends here and
there
She says, â½Thank you, Manuelâ or â½Manuel, poor favorâ
Or â½Good evening, Manuel, La Dona Maria Elena Cantrellâ
I dream of the mission San Miguel
And it says to me, the mission bell
â½She is married, Manuel, the wife of the rancher
Don Carlos Cantrellâ
You serve at the ranch, you hold her chair
You carry her boxes, trunks, letters, and books here and there
She says, â½Thank you, Manuelâ or â½Manuel, poor favorâ
Or â½Good evening, Manuel, La Dona Maria Elena Cantrellâ
But I hear with my heart
What she says with her eyes with
â½Good evening, Manuelâ or â½Manuel, poor favorâ
Or â½The carriage, Manuelâ or â½Manuel, close the doorâ
5.Goober Peas
Lyricist：Jack Fascinato, Ernest Ford, Traditional
Sittin' by the roadside on a summer's day
Talkin' with my comrades to pass the time away
Lying in the shade underneath the trees
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Just before the battle, the General heard a row
He said, 'The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now'
He turned around in wonder and what do you think he sees？
The Georgia militia eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Think my song has lasted almost long enough
The subject is most interesting but rhymes are mighty rough
I wish this war was over, when free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts and then we'd gobble goober
peas
6.Molly Dee
Lyricist：John Stewart
Here we go 'round again
Singing a song about Molly Dee
Far away, I know not where
She's the girl who waits for me
I got a gal in Tennessee
Sweetest little gal that you ever did see
Works all day in a cotton mill
She makes her gin in a bathtub still
Well here we go 'round again
Singing a song about Molly Dee
Far away, I know not where
She's the girl who waits for me
My true love's in Memphis town
Pretty little thing names Sally Brown
Travels around on a riverboat
Shares her room with a Billy goat
Here we go 'round again
Singing a song about Molly Dee
Far away, I know not where
She's the girl who waits for me
Spending my money, gonna drink it away
I'll start saving on another day
Wasting my time in the silver dollar
Pinch them girls just to hear them holler
Here we go 'round again
Singing a song about Molly Dee
Far away, I know not where
She's the girl who waits for me
Here we go 'round again
Singing a song about Molly Dee
Far away, I know not where
She's the girl who waits for me
She's the girl who waits for me
She's the girl who waits for me
7.The Unfortunate Miss Bailey
Lyricist：Louis E Gottlieb
In seventeen forty-two, it was customary, in the township of
Halifax
For a gentleman to partake occasionally of ratafia
Which was a light-flavored liquer of amazing potency
Which originated in Middlesex
And which we suppose is the reason for this song
Oh, Miss Bailey
Unfortunate, Miss Bailey
A captain bold in Halifax, who dwelt in country quarters
Seduced a maid who hung herself one Monday in her garters
His wicked conscience smitted him, he lost his stomach daily
He took to drinking ratafia and thought upon Miss Bailey
Oh, Miss Bailey
Unfortunate, Miss Bailey
One night bedtimes he went to bed for he had caught the fever
Said he, 'I am a handsome man and I'm a gay deceiver'
His candle just at twelve o'clock began to burn quite palely
A ghost stepped up to his bedside and said, 'Behold, Miss
Bailey!'
Oh, Miss Bailey
Unfortunate, Miss Bailey
'Avast, Miss Bailey', then he cried, 'You can't affright me,
really'
'Dear Captain Smith', the ghost replied, 'You used me ungently
The coronor's quest goes hard with me because I've acted freely
And Parson Biggs won't bury me tho' I'm a dead Miss Bailey'
Oh, Miss Bailey
Unfortunate, Miss Bailey
'Dear Ma'am', says he, 'Since you and I must once for all
accounts close
I have a one pound note in my regimental small clothes
'Twill bribe the sexton for your grave', the ghost then answered
gaily
'Bless you, wicked Captain Smith, remember poor Miss Bailey!'
Oh, Miss Bailey
Unfortunate, Miss Bailey
All's well that ends well, I suppose
8.E Inu Tatou E
Lyricist：George Archer
E inu tatou e
Hara E inu tatou ite ava e
E inu tatou e, e inu tatou e
Hara E inu tatou ite ava e
E inu tatou e
A rave hoi oe, A rave hoi oe
A rave ite mau peu ri'i e, a rave e
Ite mau peu ri'i mau ae te man
Ote vahine e
9.A Rollin' Stone
Lyricist：Stan Wilson
A rollin' stone gathers no moss
A rollin' stone gathers no moss
And as far as I can see, I guess I was meant to be
Just a rollin' stone
A rollin' stone gathers no moss
And a rollin' stone hasn't a boss
Just like a spring or a summer breeze, I can roll just where I
please
I'm just a rollin' stone
Can't lose my way, all directions are the same when I'm
travelin'
I got no home, sweet home
Just keep boppin', never stoppin', couldn't even if I wanted to
I've got to roam and roam
A rollin' stone gathers no moss
A rollin' stone's just like that coin that you tossed
But I don't need level ground, I can roll uphill or down
I'm just a rollin' stone
When I'm travelin', all directions are the same
A string unravelin', I don't think that I'm to blame
Now some might think my life's a loss
A rollin' stone never gets lost
So I'll just keep playin' it straight
Till I roll right through that gate
I'm just a rollin' stone, a rollin' stone, a rollin' stone
10.Oleanna
Lyricist：H. Geller, M. Seligson
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
Climbing up the Matterhorn, all alone as I could be
I reached the top, I forced a stop and heard this mystic melody
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
On an island in the ocean, not a human soul around
As I searched for bread and water, once again I heard this sound
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
My plane had all its motors gone
The wings would never keep me up
I heard a voice that seemed to say
'Now, let's take it from the top'
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
I was tramping through the Congo
When the Mau Mau tribe appeared
And their native chant was haunting
Just the sound that I had feared
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
While rocketing into space
I found myself upon the moon
An ectoplasm greeting me with
'Have you heard the latest tune？'
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
My ship was sinking in the water
So I sent an S.O.S and I waited for an answer
You don't even have to guess
Came a voice so calm and cheerful
Just as cheerful as can be, said
'According to our survey, now the song is number three!'
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole, Oleanna
11.The Wanderer
Lyricist：Tom Paxton
It's only been a year or so but it seems so long ago
I packed up my bags and left my home
Been from Fresno to Maine, even worked a boat in Spain
I ain't ever had a bed to call my own
'Round this time of day I gets to feelin' low
And I wonder who's my baby's latest beau
I have gambled and lost, I've been cussed by my boss
Some city gal just took me for a ride
Hope some day, I'll get back to my little old country shack
Settle down with my baby at my side
'Round this time of day I gets to feelin' low
And I wonder who's my baby's latest beau
Someday soon, you hear, gonna save up my fare
Or maybe I'll just have to ride the rail
If that mornin' train is right, I'll be home before that night
And I hope no one will have to go my bail
'Round this time of day I gets to feelin' low
And I wonder who's my baby's latest beau
12.Round About The Mountain
'Round about the mountain. 'Round about the mountain. My God is
The Lord loves a sinner. The Lord loves a sinner man. The Lord
loves a sinner who will rise in His arms.
I would not be a sinner. I'll tell you the reason why. If the
Lord should want me, I would not be ready to die!
I tell you fellow members, things happen mighty strange. The
Lord was good to Israel and His ways don't ever change.
Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my works in vain, but
then the Holy Spirit revives my soul again.
If you can't pray like Peter, if you can't preach like Paul, go
home and tell your neighbor that He died to save us all.
'Round about the mountain. 'Round about the mountain. My God is
waitin'. You can rise in His arms.
The Lord loves a sinner. The Lord loves a sinner man. The Lord
loves a sinner who will rise in His arms.
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