I first heard this song from Bob Gibson at the Latin School of Chicago where I was a student. My music teacher was a friend of Bob's and asked him to perform an hour show for us, early in the fall of 1957. I hadn't been exposed to folk music prior to that and became so interested that I enrolled at Chicago's, Old Town School of Folk Music later that year.
To Morrow is a traditional American folk song with Irish roots and is here as a tribute to St. Patrick's Day.
To a little town called Morrow in the [E] state of [A] Ohio
I've [D] never been much of a traveller, so I [G] really didn't [D] know
That [G] Morrow was the [D] hardest place I'd ever [A] try to [D] go!
I [G] went down to the [D] station for my [G] ticket and [D] applied
For [G] tips regarding [D] Morrow not [E] expecting to be [A] guyed (means fooled)
[D] Said he to me, 'Now let me see if [G] I have heard you [D] right–
You'd [G] like to go to [D] Morrow and return [A] tomorrow [D] night'
'You should have gone to Morrow yesterday and back today
For the train today to Morrow is a mile upon its way….
If you had gone to Morrow yesterday now don't you see
you could have gone to Morrow and returned today at three.'
'For the train today to Morrow if the schedule is right
Today it goes to Morrow and returns tomorrow night'
I was so disappointed I was mad enough to swear,
The train had gone to Morrow and it left me standing there.
The man was right in tellin' me that I was howlin' jay
I could not go to Morrow, so I guess in town I'll stay.