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Gospel Plow
02:42
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ain't been to Heaven, but I've been told
all the streets are paved with gold
Keep your hand on the plow, and hold right on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your hand on that plow
and hold right on
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
All my prophets dead and gone
Keep your hand on the plow, and hold right on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your hand on that plow
and hold right on
Mary wore three links of chain
Every one had Jesus name
Keep your hand on the plow, and hold right on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your hand on that plow
and hold right on
I got my hand on the gospel plough
and I know my pathway now
Keep your hand on the plow, and hold right on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your hand on that plow
and hold right on
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2. |
Delta Bound
02:41
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Down on the Delta, where there is shelter
No Helter Skelter, no Blues around
That's why I'm homing, I'm tired of roaming
I'm Delta bound
When night is falling, my Delta's calling
And keep on calling, I'm going down
I'm on my way now, most any day now
I'm Delta bound
Every time I close my eyes
I seem to see Louisiana
I can hear the folks down there
Singing in their free and easy manner
I've been a rover, but now that's over
Knee-deep in clover I'll soon be found
I'm on my way now, most any day now
I'm Delta bound
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3. |
Dance Monkey Dance
03:34
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If you are hungry eat the flesh off from your bones,
and if you want love babe, well you reap what you sew
and if you want money, well why dont you sell your soul?
Dance little monkeys we got nowhere else to go!
Dance monkey dance monkey dance monkey dance!
I've got a shadow casting in my head
there's a ghost in my heart
and the blues all around my bed
peering out the windowpane of my own eyes
I stuck my hand in the fire, just waiting for the desire
to go outside of my head
...but every time you do, dont they keep telling you to dance, monkey dance, monkey dance? yeah dance monkey, dance, monkey dance!
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4. |
The Tempest
02:58
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One mornin, one morning as I was greeting the dawn, the bats were all laughing... are you still singing that song?
Well I know, I aint been a sailor, but I got the wind at my back
from the east coast to the west coast no red sun I did catch
but I got a swallow that I will follow with my soul from these depths
of the oceans of tomorrow I aint seen the shore yet
I went walking down the railroad, something whistled my name
like a crow eye-ing silver, it beckoned and I came
I saw a ghost dancing before me as I walked down the line,
and what a haunting pleasure that I knew it was mine
Oh I've been fixin, to tell ya... that I swallowed my tongue
living in the thunder and the lightning and too close to the sun
So I went down in my burrow, lucky foot still in toe, and to the old moon I holler'd that I'm ready to go
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5. |
Shady Grove
02:05
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Shady Grove my little love, Shady Grove my darlin
Shady Grove my little love, I'm going back to Harlann
Everytime I take that road, its always dark and clowdy,
everytime I see that girl I always tell her "Howdy"
and if I had no horse at all, I'de be found a crawling,
up and down that rocky road, lookin for my darlin
Peaches in the summertime, Apples in the fall
If I cant get the girl I love then I wont have one at all
Higher up the Cherry tree, riper grow the cherries
sooner you begin to pick, sooner you will marry
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6. |
Tell Ol Bill
03:50
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Tell ol Bill when he gets home this mornin
Tell ol Bill when he gets home this evenin
yeah tell ol Bill when he gets home, to leave them downtown women alone
this mornin, this evening, last night
Well old Bills wife she was baking bread this mornin,
ol Bills wife she was baking bread this evenin,
yeah old Bills wife she was baking bread, when they came and told her Bill was dead this morning, this evening, last night
well oh no, this cant be so this mornin,
oh no this cant be so this evening
oh no this cant be so, Bill only left bout an hour ago
this morning, this evening, so soon
well they took Bill home in a hurry-up wagon this mornin,
they took Bill home in a hurry-up wagon this evenin,
they took Bill home in a hurry-up wagon, his head was down and his feet was dragging this morning, this evening, so soon
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7. |
Waltz of the Dunes
02:55
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I, Me
Bury me like a sailor
Weigh me down
Tie a rope around my ankle
Anchored to the ground
Floatin up below the shore line
Suspended in the sound
Wading in the endless water where my soul is bound
I, Me
I'm floating with the pharos
Drifting in the sand
hovering over our burial land
Sifting slowly through the shadows
catch sunlight in our hands
Fade away in the dusty undertoe of the land
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9. |
A Short Life of Trouble
03:44
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Short life of trouble
A few more words to part
Short life of trouble, dear girl
For a boy with a broken heart
Remember what you promised
Not more than a week ago
You promised that you'd marry me
Standing in your mama's door
Now you've gone and left me
I don't know what I'll do
I'd give this world and half of my life
Just to be married to you
Now you've broken your promise
Go marry whom you may
In this old world so big and so wide
I'll ramble back some day
My right foot's on the platform
My left foot's on the train
I'm leaving you and this lonesome old town
To never return again
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10. |
Omie Wise
02:57
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Tell me no story, tell me no lies
Tell me the story of little Oma Wise
I'll tell you no story and I'll tell you no lie
How she was deluded by John Lewis's lies
She promised to meet him in the head of Adams' branch
Some money he would bring her and other fine things
She flew like an eagle to the head of Adams' branch
No money did he bring her nor other fine things
No money, no money, my sweetheart said he
Just hop up behind me and married we will be
She hopped up behind him and away tehy did go
Down by the river where the deep water flowed
John Lewis, John Lewis, I'm afraid of your way
I'm afraid that you will lead my poor body astray
He beat her, he banged her, he dragged her round and round
He threw her in the river where he knew she would drown
Two boys was a fishing all on one Sunday morn
The found little Oma's body down by the old mill pond
They threw the net around her, they carried her to the bank
They drew her from the water and laid her on the bank
They sent for John Lewis to come to the place
The put her up before him that he knew her face
My name is John Lewis, my name I do not deny
I murdered my own true lover and her name was Omie Wise
You can beat me you can bang me for I'm the very one
That drowned my own true lover down by the old mill pond
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11. |
Slow Wicked Blues
02:52
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Hey hey Moma, dont mean to worry your mind
just want to keep your poor head from aching all of the time
Hey hey Papa, dont mean to worry your mind
just want to keep your poor head from aching all of the time
But I'm still your little baby, a lady, a lady now
yeah I'm still your little baby, a lady, a lady now
and Hey Darlin, didnt mean to worry your mind
just want to keep your poor heart from breaking all of the time
I'm still your lady, yodelayhee yodelayhee hee
yeah I'm still your lady, yodelayhee yodelayhee hee
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12. |
Goodnight Irene
02:29
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Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight
goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene Ill see you in my dreams
Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in the town
Sometimes I get the notion to jump in the river and drown
Irene Goodnight, Irene goodnight,
goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene, Ill see you in my dreams
Quit rambling, quit gambling, and quit staying out late at night
Go home to your bed and family and sit by the fireside bright
Irene Goodnight, Irene goodnight,
goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene, Ill see you in my dreams
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13. |
Coal Creek March
00:51
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Miranda Ceara Paducah, Kentucky
Miranda Ceara is a vivacious performer with what some might call “an old soul”. Equipped with a banjo, slide guitar and fiddle, her haunting songs, stories & uniquely soaring voice create a dynamic, mesmerizing stage presence. Hailing from Canada, and ⅓ of the EU based ‘close-harmony’ old time jazz & Country-blues trio “The Mourning Glories”. Her independent soul is a mysterious medium for music. ... more
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