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1. _ Gallows Tree
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2. _ Wedding Dress
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3. _ Black Girl
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4. _ Blue In Green
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5. _ Gypsy Davey
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6. _ Parchman Farm
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7. _ Guinevere
Guinevere of the royal court of Arthur
Draped in white velvet, silk and lace.
The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase,
Sparkles on fingers, slender and pale.
The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain.
Maroon-coloured wine from the vineyards of Charlemagne
Is sipped by the queen's lips and so gently
Indigo eyes in the flickering candlelight,
Such is the silence o'er royal Camelot.
The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain.
Guinevere of the royal court of Arthur
Draped in white velvet, silk and lace.
The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase,
Sparkles on her fingers both slender and pale.
The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain
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8. _ Cocaine Blues
Got my baby dressed in white
Hey baby won't you stay the night
Cocaine all around my brain
Got my baby dressed in red
Hey baby won't you come to bed
Cocaine all around my brain
Hey baby won't you please come quick
This old cocaine's makin' me sick
Cocaine all around my brain
Got my baby dressed in green
Hey baby can't be seen
Cocaine all around my brain
Hey baby won't you please come quick
This old cocaine's makin' me sick
Cocaine all around my brain
Got my baby dressed in read
Hey baby won't you come to bed
Cocaine all around my brain
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9. _ Blackwaterside
One morning fair I took he air
Down by blackwater side
Twas gazing all around me
The Irish lad I spied
All through the fore part of the night
We lay in sport and play
Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes
Saying 'Fare thee well today
That's not the promise that you gave to me
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's garden
Go home and weep your fill
And think on your own misfortune
That you've brought with your want and will.
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10. _ Black Mountain Blues
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11. _ Samson and Delilah
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12. _ St James Infirmary
It was down in Old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by the square,
The usual crowd was assembled
And big Joe McKinney was there.
He was standing at my shoulder.
His eyes were bloodshot red;
He turned to the crowd around him,
These are the very words he said:
"I went down to the St. James Infirmary
I saw my baby there,
She's laid out on a cold white table,
So so cold, so white, so fair."
[chorus]
"Let her go, let her go, God bless her;
Wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
She'll never find a sweet man like me."
Oh, when I die, bury me
In my high top Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
God'll know I died standin' pat.
I want six crap shooters for pall bearers.
[Chorus]
Girl to sing me a song.
Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon.
Raise Hell as I roll along.
Roll out your rubber tired carriage,
Roll out your old time hat.
Twelve men going to the graveyard
And eleven coming back.
Now that I've told my story,
I'll take another shot of booze.
And if anyone should happen to ask you,
I've got those gamblers' blues.
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13. _ Little Woman Your So Sweet
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14. _ Hellhound On My Trail
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15. _ Heart Full of Soul
Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair
When you want her only, tell me where is she where?
And if she says to you, that she don't love me
Just give her my message, tell her of my plea
And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad
I got a heart full of soul I got a heart full of soul
She's been gone such a long time, longer than I can bear
But if she says she wants me, tell her I'll be there
And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad
I got a heart full of soul I got a heart full of soul
Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair
When you want her only, tell me where is she where?
And if she says to you, that she don't love me
Just give her my message, tell her of my plea
And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad
I got a heart full of soul I got a heart full of soul
I got a heart full of soul!
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16. _ If You Leave Me Pretty Mama
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17. _ When Do I Get To Be Called a Man
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18. _ I Ain’t Marching Anymore
Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
Young land started growing
Young blood started flowing
I ain't marchin' anymore
For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying, saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore
Well, it's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've done with the saber and the gun
Tell me was it worth it all?
For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yeah, I even killed my brothers, so many others
But I ain't marchin' anymore
For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In war and I was bound to end all wars
Oh, I must have killed a million men
Now they want me back again
I ain't marchin' anymore
Yeah, it's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the poor who die
Now look how far we've come with the saber and the gun
Tell me was it worth it all?
For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
I set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore
'Cause I saw into the hearts of the President's men
I saw money pound like bodies on the floor
I saw tears traded for dead mens
Fears made for the buyin'
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19. _ I Wish I Was a Mole In the Ground
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20. _ Girl From the North Country
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