Wabash Cannonball



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Wabash Cannonball
chorus:

Listen to the jingle, the rumble, and the roar

As she glides along the woodlands, through hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear those lonesome hoboes squall

While traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
verses:

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wild Pacific shore

From sunny California to ice-bound Labrador

She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all

She's the 'boes accommodation on the Wabash Cannonball
This train, she runs to Memphis, Mattoon, and Mexico

She rolls through East St. Louis and she never does it slow

As she flies through Colorado, she gives an awful squawl

They tell her by the whistle, the Wabash Cannonball


Our eastern states are dandy, so the people always say

From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way

From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall

No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball


Now here's to Boston Blackey, may his name forever stand

And always be remembered by the 'boes throughout the land

His earthly days are over and the curtains round him fall

We'll carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball



Go Tell Aunt Rhody
chorus:

Go tell Aunt Rhody

Go tell Aunt Rhody

Go tell Aunt Rhody

The old gray goose is dead

verses:


The one she's been saving (x 3)

To make her feather bed


She died in the mill pond (x 3)

Standing on her head


She left nine little goslins (x 3)

To scratch for their own bread


The goslings are crying (x 3)

Because their mother's dead


The gander is weeping (x 3)

Because his wife is dead

Skip to My Lou

chorus:


Lou, Lou, skip to my Lou

Lou, Lou, skip to my Lou

Lou, Lou, skip to my Lou

Skip to my Lou, my darling


verses:

Lost my partner, what'll I do?

Lost my partner, what'll I do?

Lost my partner, what'll I do?

Skip to my Lou, my darling
I'll get another one prettier than you (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Little red wagon, painted blue (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Fly in the sugar-bowl, shoo fly shoo (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Pigs in the parlor, what’ll I do? (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Rats in the bread tray, how they chew (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Catch that red bird, skip to my Lou (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Can’t get a red bird, a blue bird’ll do (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling


Can’t get a blue bird, a black bird’ll do (x 3)

Skip to my Lou, my darling



Buffalo Gal
chorus:

Buffalo gal won't you come out tonight

Come out tonight, come out tonight

Buffalo gal won't you come out tonight

And dance by the light of the moon
verses:

As I was walking down the street

Down the street, down the street

A pretty little gal I chanced to meet

Oh, she was fair to view
She was the prettiest gal I’ve seen in my life

In my life, in my life

And I wished to the Lord she’d be my wife

Then we would part no more


Oh, yes, dear boy, I'm coming out tonight

Coming out tonight, coming out tonight

Oh, yes, dear boy, I’m coming out tonight

And we’ll dance by the light of the moon


I danced with that gal with a hole in her stocking

And her heel kept a-rockin' and her toe kept a-knockin'

I danced with that gal with a hole in her stocking

And we danced by the light of the moon



Blue Tail Fly
chorus:

Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care

Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care

Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care

Master’s gone away
verses:

When I was young I used to wait

On master, handing him his plate

I brought his bottle when he got dry

And brushed away the blue tail fly
He used to ride each afternoon

I'd follow with a hickory broom

The pony kicked his legs up high

When bitten by the blue tail fly


The pony run, he jump, he pitch

He threw my master in the ditch

My master died and who'll deny

The blame was on the blue tail fly


We layed him under a simmon tree

His epitaph is there to see

"Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie

A victim of the blue tail fly"


Old master's dead and gone to rest

They say all things is for the best

I won't forget until I die

My master and the blue tail fly


The skeeter bites right through your clothes

A hornet strikes you on the nose

The bees may get you passing by

But, oh, much worse, the blue tail fly



Oh Susanna!
chorus:

Oh, Susanna

Oh, don't you cry for me

For I'm goin' to Louisiana

With my banjo on my knee
verses:

I come from Alabama

With my banjo on my knee

I'm goin' to Louisiana

My true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left

The weather it was dry

The sun so hot I froze to death

Susanna, don't you cry


I had a dream the other night

When everything was still

I thought I saw Susanna

A-coming down the hill


A red, red rose was in her hand

The tear was in her eye

I said, "I come from Dixie land

Susanna, don't you cry"


I soon will be in New Orleans

And then I'll look around

And when I find Susanna

I'll fall upon the ground


But if I do not find her

I will surely die

And when I'm dead and buried

Susanna, don't you cry


On Top of Old Smokey
On top of Old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

By a-courtin' too slow


Well a-courting's a pleasure

And parting is grief

But a false-hearted lover

Is worse than a thief


A thief he will rob you

And take all you have

But a false-hearted lover

Will send you to your grave


And the grave will decay you

And turn you to dust

Not one girl in a hundred

A poor boy can trust


They'll hug you and kiss you

And tell you more lies

Than the crossties on the railroad

Or the stars in the skies


They'll tell you they love you

Just to give your heart ease

But the minute your back's turned

They'll court whom they please


I'll go up on Smokey

On the mountain so high

Where the wild birds and the turtle doves

Can hear my sad cry


As sure as the dewdrops

Fall on the green corn

Last night she was with me

Tonight she is gone


Bile Them Cabbage Down
chorus:

Bile them cabbage down, down

Bake that hoecake brown

The only song that I can sing is Bile Them Cabbage Down


verses:

Raccoon has a bushy tail

Possum’s tail is bare

Rabbit’s got no tail at all

But a little bunch of hair
Raccoon and the possum

Racin’ cross the prairie

Raccoon ax the possum

Did she want to marry?


Possum is a cunnin’ thing

He travels in the dark

And never thinks to curl his tail

‘Till he hears old Rover bark


Possum up a ‘simmon tree

Raccoon on the ground

Raccoon say to the possum

‘Won’t you shake them ‘simmons down?’


Jaybird died with the whoopin’ cough

Sparrow died with the colic

Along come the frog with a fiddle on his back

Inquirin’ his way to the frolic


Down in the Valley
Down in the valley

Valley so low

Hang your head over

Hear the wind blow


Hear the wind blow, love

Hear the wind blow

Hang your head over

Hear the wind blow


If you don't love me

Love whom you please

But throw your arms round me

Give my heart ease


Give my heart ease, dear

Give my heart ease

Throw your arms round me

Give my heart ease


Down in the valley

Walking between

Telling our story

Here's what it sings


Here's what it sings, dear

Here's what it sings

Telling our story

Here's what it sings


Roses of sunshine

Violets of dew

Angels in heaven

Know I love you


Know I love you, dear

Know I love you

Angels in heaven know I love you
Build me a castle

Forty feet high

So I can see her

As she goes by


As she goes by, dear

As she goes by

So I can see her

As she goes by

Bird in a cage, love

Bird in a cage

Dying for freedom

Ever a slave


Ever a slave, dear

Ever a slave

Dying for freedom

Ever a slave


Write me a letter

Sent it by mail

And back it in care of

The Birmingham jail


Birmingham jail, love

Birmingham jail

And back it in care of

The Birmingham jail


Pick a Bale of Cotton
chorus:

Oh, Lawdy, pick a bale a cotton

Oh, Lawdy, pick a bale a day
verses:

You got a jump down, turn around

Pick a bale a cotton

Got a jump down, turn around

Pick a bale a day
Me an' my partner can

Pick a bale a cotton

Me an' my partner can

Pick a bale a day


Had a little woman could

Pick a bale a cotton

Had a little woman could

Pick a bale a day


Went to Corsicana to

Pick a bale a cotton

Went to Corsicana to

Pick a bale a day


I b'lieve to my soul I can

Pick a bale a cotton

I b'lieve to my soul I can

Pick a bale a day


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 away

Can't you hear the whistle blowing

Rise up so early in the morn

Can't you hear the Captain shouting

"Dinah 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-ee-i-o

Fee-fie fiddle-ee-i-o

Fee, fie fiddle-ee-i-o

Strummin' on the old banjo


Red River Valley
chorus:

Come and sit by my side, if you love me

Do not hasten to bid me adieu

Just remember the Red River Valley

And the cowboy who loved you so true
verses:

From this valley they say you are going

We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile

For they say you are taking the sunshine

That has brightened our pathways a while
I've been thinking a long time, my darling

Of the sweet words you never would say

Now, alas, must my fond hopes all vanish?

For they say you are going away


Do you think of the valley you're leaving?

O how lonely and how dreary it will be

Do you think of the kind hearts you're breaking?

And the pain you are causing to me


They will bury me where you have wandered

Near the hills where the daffodils grow

When you're gone from the Red River Valley

For I can't live without you I know



Crawdad Song
chorus:

You get a line, I'll get a pole, honey

You get a line, I'll get a pole, babe

You get a line, I'll get a pole

We'll go down to the crawdad hole

Honey, baby, mine


verses:

Hurry up, babe, you slept too late, honey

Hurry up, babe, you slept too late, babe
Hurry up, baby, you slept too late

The crawdad man went past your gate

Honey, baby, mine
Yonder come a man with a sack on his back, honey

Yonder come a man with a sack on his back, babe

Yonder come a man with a sack on his back

He’s totin’ all the crawdads he can pack

Honey, baby, mine
Whatcha gonna do when the lake runs dry, honey

Whatcha gonna do when the lake runs dry, babe

Whatcha gonna do when the lake runs dry

Sit on the bank, watch the crawdads die

Honey, baby, mine
What did the hen duck say to the drake, honey

What did the hen duck say to the drake, babe

What did the hen duck say to the drake

Ain't no crawdads in that lake

Honey, baby, mine

Old Blue
chorus:

Yah, old Blue

You good dog, you
verses:

I had a dog and his name was Blue

And I betcha five dollars he's a good dog, too

Come on, Blue

You good dog, you
I shouldered my gun and I tooted my horn

And I went to get a possum in the new ground corn

Come on, Blue

You can come too


Old Blue bayed, and I went to see

Blue had a possum in a ‘simmon tree

Come on, Blue

You good dog, you


That possum come out on a swinging limb

Blue barked at the possum, possum growled at him

Come on, Blue

You good dog, you


Blue grinned at me and I winked at him

I shook out the possum out, Blue took him in

Come on, Blue

You good dog, you


Baked that possum nice and brown

And I layed them sweet potatoes round and round

Come on, Blue

You can have some, too


Well, Old Blue died and he died so hard

He shook the ground in my backyard

Go on, Blue

You good dog, you


Dug his grave with a silver spade

Lowered him down with a golden chain

Go on, Blue

You good dog, you


When I get to heaven first thing I'll do

Take my horn and blow for Blue

Go on, Blue

I'm comin' too


Come on Blue, come on Blue

There's a possum in Heaven for me and you

Go on, Blue

You good dog, you


Billy Barlow
"Let's go a-huntin’,” says Risky Rob

"Let's go a-huntin’,” says Robin to Bob

"Let's go a-huntin’,” says Dan'l to Joe

"Let's go a-huntin’,” says Billy Barlow


"What shall we hunt?" says Risky Rob

"What shall we hunt?" says Robin to Bob

"What shall we hunt?" says Dan'l to Joe

"Hunt for a rat," says Billy Barlow


"How shall we get him?" says Risky Rob

"How shall we get him?" says Robin to Bob

"How shall we get him?" says Dan'l to Joe

"Borrow a gun,” says Billy Barlow


“How shall we haul him?” says Risky Rob

“How shall we haul him?” says Robin to Bob

“How shall we haul him?” says Dan’l to Joe

“Borrow a wagon,” says Billy Barlow


"How shall we divide him?" says Risky Rob

"How shall we divide him?" says Robin to Bob

"How shall we divide him?" says Dan'l to Joe

"Hack him to pieces," says Billy Barlow


"I'll take shoulder,” says Risky Rob

"I'll take side,” says Robin to Bob

"I'll take back,” says Dan'l to Joe

"Tail bone mine,” says Billy Barlow


"How shall we cook him?" says Risky Rob

"How shall we cook him?" says Robin to Bob

"How shall we cook him?" says Dan'l to Joe

"Each as you like it,” says Billy Barlow


"I'll broil shoulder" says Risky Rob

"I'll fry side,” says Robin to Bob

"I'll bake back,” says Dan'l to Joe

"Tail bone raw!" says Billy Barlow



Home on the Range
chorus:

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
verses:

Oh, give me a home

Where the buffalo roam

Where the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard

A discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all day
Where the air is so pure

The zephyrs so free

The breezes so balmy and light

That I would not exchange

My home on the range

For all the cities so bright


Oh, give me a land

Where the bright diamond sand

Flows leisurely down the stream

Where the graceful white swan

Goes gliding along

Like a maid in a heavenly dream


Oh, I love these wild flowers

In this dear land of ours

The curlew I love to hear scream

I love the white rocks

And the antelope flocks

That graze on the mountain tops green


The red man was pressed

From this part of the West

He's likely no more to return

To the banks of Red River

Where seldom if ever

Their flickering campfires burn


How often at night

When the heavens are bright

With the light of the glittering stars

Have I stood here amazed



And asked as I gazed

If their glory exceeds that of ours


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