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SIXTIES FOLK SONGS.

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Folk Song Recitals (Bill Baxter).
Singing Seniors Performances.

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TOM DOOLEY
  • Kingston Trio
 
CHORUS:
 
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die

1)I met her on the mountain,
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain,
Stabbed her with my knife

2) This time tomorrow,
reckon where I’ll be
Hadn’t-a been for Grayson,
I’d-a been in Tennessee (well now, boy)

3) This time tomorrow,
reckon where I’ll be
Down in some lonesome valley
hangin’ from a white oak tree
 
PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON
 
  • By Peter Paul & Mary.

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1) Puff the Magic Dragon

Lived by the sea,

And frolicked in the Autumn Mist,

In a land called Hanahlee!

Little Jackie Paper,

Loved that rascal, Puff;

And brought him strings of sealing wax

And other fancy stuff. (Chorus)

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CHORUS:

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Oh Puff, the Magic Dragon,

Lived by the Sea;

And frolicked in the Autumn Mist

In a land called Hanahlee! (2x)

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2) Together they would travel,

On a boat with a billowed sail.

Jackie kept a lookout perch,

On Puff's gigantic tail.

Noble Kings and Princes,

Would bow whene'er they came.

Pirate ships would lower their flags

When Puff roared out his name. (Chorus)

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3)A Dragon lives forever,

But not so little boys.

Painted wings and giant rings

Make way for other toys.

One gray night it happened

Jackie came no more;

And Puff that Mighty Dragon,

He ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow

Green scales fell like rain.

Puff no longer went to play

Along the cherry lane.

Without his life long friend,

Puff could not be brave.

So puff that Mighty Dragon

He slipped into his cave. (Chorus)

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BLOWING IN THE WIND
 
by Bob Dylan.

Sung by Peter, Paul & Mary.

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1)How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

Yes, and how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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2) How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, and how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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3) How many years can a mountain exist

Before it's washed to the sea?

Yes, and how many years can some people exist

Before they're allowed to be free?

Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head,

Pretending he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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MTA

  • Kingston Trio

NARRATOR: These are the times that try men£§s souls. In the course of our nation£§s history the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the rights of men have been threatened. Today a new crisis has arisen. The Metropolitan transit Authority -- better known as they MTA -- is attempting to levy a burdensome tax on the population in the form of a subway fare increase. Citizens, hear me out! this could happen to you!!

1) Let me tell you the story
Of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket,
Kissed his wife and family
Went to ride on the MTA

Chorus:

Did he ever return,
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearn'd
He may ride forever
'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned.

2) Charlie handed in his dime
At the Kendall Square Station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor told him, 'One more nickel.'
Charlie could not get off that train.

3) Now all night long
Charlie rides through the tunnels
Saying, 'What will become of me?
How can I afford to see
My sister in Chelsea
Or my cousin in Roxbury?'

4) Charlie's wife goes down
To the Scollay Square station
Every day at quarter past two
And through the open window
She hands Charlie a sandwich
As the train comes rumblin' through. 

5) Now you citizens of Boston,
Don't you think it's a scandal
That the people have to pay and pay
Vote for Walter A. O'Brien
And fight the fare increase
Get poor Charlie off the MTA.

 

Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport.

 

  • By Rolf Harris.

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There's an old Australian stockman, lying, dying

And he gets himself up on one elbow

And he turns to his mates, who are all gathered 'round him

And he says

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Watch me wallaby's feed, mate

Watch me wallaby's feed

They're a dangerous breed, mate

So watch me wallaby's feed (Chorus)

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CHORUS:

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All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down

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Keep me cockatoo cool, Curl

Keep me cockatoo cool

Don't go acting the fool, Curl

Just keep me cockatoo cool (Chorus)

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Take me koala back, Jack

Take me koala back

He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac

So take me koala back (Chorus)

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Let me abos go loose, Lou

Let me abos go loose

They're of no further use, Lou

So let me abos go loose (Chorus)

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Mind me platypus duck, Bill

Mind me platypus duck

Don't let him go running amok, Bill

Just mind me platypus duck (Chorus)

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(Slower)

Play your didgeridoo, Blue

Play your didgeridoo

Uh, like, keep playing while I shoot through, Blue

Play your didgeridoo (Chorus a tempo)

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(Slower)

Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred

Tan me hide when I'm dead

So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde

And that's it hanging on the shed (Chorus a tempo)

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THIS TRAIN.

 

This train is bound for glory, this train.
1) This train is bound for glory, this train.
This train is bound for glory,
Don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy. This train is bound for glory, this train.

2) This train don't carry no gamblers, this train;
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train;
This train don't carry no gamblers,
Liars, thieves, nor big shot ramblers,
This train is bound for glory, this train.

3) This train don't carry no liars, this train;
This train don't carry no liars, this train;
This train don't carry no liars, 
No hypocrites and midnight flyer,
This train don't carry no liars, this train.

4) This train is built for speed now, this train;
This train is built for speed now, this train
This train is built for speed now,
Fastest thing you ever did see now,
This train is bound for glory, this train.

5) This train don't carry no rustlers, this train;
This train don't carry no rustlers, this train;
This train don't carry no rustlers,
Sidestreet walkers, two bit hustlers,
This train is bound for glory, this train.

 

Michael.

 

  • The Highwaymen.

CHORUS:

Michael row the boat ashore, alleluia

Michael row the boat ashore, alleluia

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1) Sister helped to trim the sail, alleluia

Sister helped to trim the sail, alleluia. [chorus]

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2) The river Jordan is chilly and cold, alleluia

Chills the body but not the soul, alleluia. [chorus]

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3) River Jordan is deep and wide, alleluia

Milk and honey on the other side, alleluia. [chorus]

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THE MARVELOUS TOY

By Tom Paxton.

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1) When I was just a wee little lad

Full of health and joy,

My father homeward bound he came,

And he gave to me this toy.

A wonder to behold it was

It had many colors bright;

And the moment I set my eyes on it,

It be came my heart's delight. (Chorus)

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CHORUS:

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It went zip when it moved,

Bop when it dropped,

Whirrrrr when it stood still!

I never knew just what it was

And I guess I never will.

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2) The very first time that I picked it up

I had a big surprise.

At the very bottom were two big buttons,

That looked like two green eyes.

I first pushed one

And then I pushed the other

And then I twisted its lid.

And when I set it down again,

This is what it did. (Chorus)

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3) First it marched left

And then it marched right,

Then it marched right under a chair;

And when I went to see where it had gone,

It wasn't even there.

I began to sob

And my daddy laughed

For he knew that I would fine.

When I turned around

My marvelous little toy

Was chuggin' right behind. (Chorus)

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4) Many years have gone by

Too quickly it seems

And I have my own little boy;

And yesterday I gave to him

My marvelous little toy.

His eyes nearly popped

Right out of his head

And he gave a squeel of glee.

Neither one of us knows just what it is

But he loves it just like me.

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It still zips when it moves

Bops when it drops

Whirrrr when it stands still.

I never knew just what it was

And I guess I never will (2x)

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LITTLE BOXES

1) Little Boxes on the hillside

Little boxes made of ticky tacky

Little boxes on the hillside,

Little boxes all the same.

There's a green one and a pink one

And a blue one and a yellow one,

And they're all made out of ticky tacky,
And they all look just the same.

 

2) And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

3) And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

4) And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

 

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AMEN

 

Amen, amen
Amen, amen, amen


1) Sing it over 
Listen to my story
It's a story about my Jesus
Amen

2) See the little baby
You know He's wrapped in a manger
Born Christmas morning


3) See Him at the seashore
Talking to the fishermen
And He's making them disciples

4) Riding through Jerusalem
Waving palm branches
In pomp and splendor

5) See Him in the garden
Prayin to His Father
In deepest sorrow, sorrow

6) Led before Pilate
Then they crucified Him
But He rose on Easter

7) Glory hallelujah!
He died to save us
And He lives forever

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