A Long Time Ago


h1 March 1st, 2020

A Long Time Ago (AKA Noah’s Ark) is a halyard chantey, collected by Cecil Sharp on the 3rd June,1914 from Capt. Hole, of Watchet, Somerset England.

I love how Noah put the dog to work plugging up the hole and that’s why dog’s noses are cold.

Lyrics

In Frisco Bay there were three ships
To me way, hey, hey-oh
In Frisco Bay there were three ships
A long time ago

And one of them ships was Noah’s old ark
To me way, hey, hey-oh
All covered all o’er wi’ hickory bark
A long time ago

They took two animals of every kind
To me way, hey, hey-oh
They took two animals of every kind
A long time ago

The bull and the cow they started t’ row
To me way, hey, hey-oh
The bull and the cow they started t’ row
A long time ago

Then said old Noah with a crack of his whip
To me way, hey, hey-oh
Come stop this row or I’ll scuttle the ship
A long time ago

But the bull struck his horn through the side of the ark
To me way, hey, hey-oh
The little black dog he started t’ bark
A long time ago

So Noah took the dog, shoved its nose up the hole
To me way, hey, hey-oh
And ever since then dogs’ nose has been cold
A long time ago

It’s a long, long time and a very long time
To me way, hey, hey-o
It’s a long, long time and a very long time
A long time ago

Johnson Boys


h1 February 1st, 2020

This is a traditional bluegrass song.

Lyrics:
Johnson Boys

[G] Johnson boys [C] raised in the [G] ashes
Didn’t know how to court [D7] a maid
[G] Turn their backs and [C] hide their [G] faces
Sight of a pretty girl [D7] makes ’em [G] afraid
Sight of a pretty girl [C] makes ’em [G] afraid
Sight of a pretty girl makes [D7] ’em afraid
[G] Sight of a pretty girl [C] makes ’em [G] afraid
Sight of a pretty girl makes [D7]’em [G] afraid

Johnson boys went a-huntin’
Took two dogs and went astray
Tore their clothes and scratched their faces
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day
Didn’t come home ’til the break of day

Johnson Boys went to the city
Johnson Boys didn’t mean to stay
They came home all broke and hungry
Had no money for to pay their way
Had no money for to pay their way
Had no money for to pay their way
Had no money for to pay their way
Had no money for to pay their way

Johnson boys’ll never get married
They’ll stay single all their life
They’re too scared to pop the question
Ain’t no woman gonna be their wife
Ain’t no woman gonna be their wife
Ain’t no woman gonna be their wife
Ain’t no woman gonna be their wife
Ain’t no woman gonna be their wife

Betty and Dupree


h1 January 1st, 2020

“Betty and Dupree” Is a traditional blues that has been recorded by many artists including Peter Paul and Mary. They have all registered their interpretation with BMI as a new work derived from an old one.
Bob Gibson and Bob Camp recorded this at the Gate of Horn and that live album is one of my favorites. I was there during their performance in 1961.

Lyrics:
[E]Betty told Dupree [A]buy me a diamond ring
[E]Betty told Dupree [A]buy me a diamond ring
[B7]Dupree told Betty: [A]Baby, I’ll buy you [E]anything

He said lie down Betty See what tomorrow brings X2
May bring the sun, may bring your diamond ring

Love me, love me baby, love me to the bone X2
I will love you so good, that you can’t stand to leave me alone

Betty told Dupree buy me a diamond ring
Betty told Dupree buy me a diamond ring
Dupree told Betty: I’ll buy you anything

He said lie down Betty, see what tomorrow may bring X2
May bring the sun, may bring your diamond ring

Betty told Dupree buy me a diamond ring
Betty told Dupree buy me a diamond ring
Dupree told Betty: I’ll buy you anything

While Shepherds Watched


h1 December 1st, 2019

“While Shepherds Watched” was composed in 1703 by Nahum Tate and Nicholas Brady. The melody was taken from “Siroe,” an opera by George Frederick Handel.
This was the first paraphrased psalm allowed to be sung in the Anglican Church.
An amusing children’s parody was “While Shepherds wash their socks by night!”
Lyrics:
1. [E] While shepherds watched their [A] flocks by night,
[C#m] All seated on the [B7]ground,
[A] The angel of the [C#m] Lord came down,
[A] And [B7] glory shone [E] around.
“Fear not,” he said, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled minds;
“Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind. wifewebcam sex

2. “To you, in David’s town, this day,
Is born of David’s line
A Savior, who is Christ the Lord;
And this shall be the sign:
The heavenly Babe you there shall find
To human view displayed,
All meanly wrapped in swaddling-clothes
And in a manger laid.”

3. Thus spake the seraph,–and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, Jesus
That was their joyful song
“All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace;
Good will henceforth from Heaven to men
Begin and never cease.”

I Know You Rider


h1 November 1st, 2019

A great old traditional blues originally called “Blue Woman” recorded in a prison, sung by an 18 year old woman who was serving life for murder.

I played this on my Martin D-45.

The Byrds recorded this song in 1966 but it didn’t appear until it was released as a bonus track on the 1996 reissue of our third album “Fifth Dimension.”

Lyrics:
I KNOW YOU RIDER

[E] I know you rider, gonna [D] miss me [A] when I’m [E] gone,
I know you rider, gonna miss me when I’m gone,
[E] Gonna miss your [D] loving daddy from [A] a-rolling in your [E] arms.

I know my baby bound to love me some, (2x)
‘Cause she throws her arms around me
Like a circle ’round the sun.

I’m goin’ down the river, sit in my rocking chair, (2x)
And if the blues don’t find me,
I’m Gonna rock away from there.

Lovin’ you baby, like rollin’ off a log, (2x)
But if I can’t be your lover,
I sure ain’t gonna be your dog.

Yeah the sun gonna shine my back door some day, (2x)
And the wind gonna rise up, baby,
And blow my blues away.

Will The Circle Be Unbroken


h1 October 1st, 2019

This is a hymn written in 1907 by Ada R. Habershon with music by Charles H. Gabriel. There is a later version written by the Carter family used as a funeral hymn.

I remember singing that version at the wedding ceremony of Rita Coolidge and Kris Kristofferson in Malibu – 1973

Lyrics:
[G] There are loved ones in the glory
[C] Whose dear forms you often [G] miss
When you close your earthly [Em]story
[G] Will you join them in [D] their [G] bliss?

CHORUS: [G] Will the circle be unbroken
[C] By and by, [G] by and by
Is a better home [Em] a-waiting
[G] Om the sky Lord [D] in the [G] sky?

In the Joyous days of childhood
Oft they told of wondrous love
Pointed to the dying Saviour
Now they dwell with Him above
CHORUS:
You can picture happy gatherings
Round the fireside long ago
And you think of tearful partings
When they left you here below
CHORUS:
One by one their seats were emptied
One by one they went away
Now the family is parted
Will it be complete one day?
CHORUS:

Freight Train


h1 September 1st, 2019

Elizabeth “Libba” Cotten composed “Freight Train” as a teenager (sometime between 1906 and 1912), inspired by the sound of the trains rolling in on the tracks near her home in North Carolina.

The song has been recorded by Joan Baez, Peter Paul and Mary and countless others.

Lyrics:
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don’t tell what train I’m on
They won’t know what route I’m going

When I’m dead and in my grave
No more good times here I crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them all I’ve gone to sleep

When I die, oh bury me deep
Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old Number Nine
As she comes rolling by

When I die, oh bury me deep
Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them all I’ve gone to sleep

Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don’t tell what train I’m on
They won’t know what route I’m going

Buffalo Boy


h1 August 1st, 2019

This is an Appalachian courting song I learned at the Old Town School of Folk Music in 1957
Lyrics:
[E] When are we going to get married
[B7] Get married, [E] get married
When are we going to get married
[B7] My dear old Buffalo [E] Boy

Guess we’ll marry in the Fall
In the Fall, in the Fall
Guess we’ll marry in the Fall
That is if the weather is good

What you going to bring to the wedding
To the wedding, to the wedding
What you going to bring to the wedding
My dear old Buffalo Boy

Guess I’ll bring my ox cart
My ox cart, my ox cart
Guess I’ll bring my ox cart
That is if the weather is good

Why don’t you bring your buggy
Your buggy, your buggy
Why don’t you bring your buggy
My dear old Buffalo Boy

Ox won’t fit in the buggy
In the buggy, in the buggy
Ox won’t fit in the buggy
Not even if the weather is good

Who you going to bring to the wedding
To the wedding, to the wedding
Who you going to bring to the wedding
My dear old Buffalo Boy

Guess I’ll bring my children
My children, my children
Guess I’ll bring my children
That is if the weather is good

Didn’t know you had no children
No children, no children
Didn’t know you had no children
My dear old Buffalo Boy

Yes I got two children
Two children, two children
Yes I got two children
Because the weather was good

There ain’t gonna be no wedding
No wedding, no wedding
There ain’t gonna be no wedding
My dear old Buffalo Boy

Not even if the weather is good?

Not even if the weather is good!

KumBaYa


h1 July 1st, 2019

KumBaYa is a spiritual that originated in Angola. It means Come By Hear Lord.
Lyrics:
[G] Kum Ba Ya my Lord [C] Kum Ba [G]Ya
[G] Kum Ba Ya my Lord [Am] Kum Ba [D]Ya
[G] Kum Ba Ya my Lord [C] Kum Ba [G]Ya
[C] Oh [G] Lord [D] Kum Ba [G] Ya

Someone’s singing Lord Kum Ba Ya X3
Oh Lord Kum Ba Ya

Someone’s dancing Lord Kum Ba Ya X3
Oh Lord Kum Ba Ya

Someone’s praying Lord Kum Ba Ya X3
Oh Lord Kum Ba Ya

OleAnna


h1 June 1st, 2019

Oleanna was a utopian experiment envisioned by violin virtuoso Ole Bull in the nineteenth century. He was very wealthy and purchased over 11,000 acres of land in Pennsylvania to form a perfect society. It didn’t work out so he returned to performing concerts.
Lyrics:
[D] Oh, to be in Oleanna!
[G] That’s where I’d like to [D] be,
[A] Than be bound in [D] Norway,
[A] And drag the chains of [D] slavery.

[Chorus:]
[D] Ole, Oleanna, [G] Ole, Ole [D] anna,
[A] Ole, Ole, [D] Ole, Ole, [A] Ole, Ole [D] anna.

In Oleanna land is free,
The wheat and corn just plant themselves,
Then grow a good four feet a day,
While on your bed you rest yourself.

Beer as sweet as Muchener
Springs from the ground and flows away,
The cows all like to milk themsleves
And hens lay eggs ten times a day.

Little roasted piggies
Just rush about the city streets,
Inquiring so politely if
A slice of ham you’d like to eat.

Aye, if you’d begin to live,
To Oleanna you must go,
The poorest wretch in Norway
Becomes a king in a year or so.