In the quiet of the dawn a little soul is born Put him in a blanket to see if he is warm Hold him very close just as closely as you can For he'll never
J. Shirl/E. M. Drake My lady love, she stands a-waitin' far across the wide Missouri. On the banks I hear her callin' to me. Chorus: A-roll, a-roll
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart In Trinidad there was a family with much confusion, as you will see. There was a mama and a papa and a son who was
Only one thing that money can't buy True love that will never die All my sorrows soon forgotten Carefree lovers down country lanes Don't know my grief
All the good times have past and gone All the good times are over All the good times have past and gone Little darlin', don't you weep no more I wish
If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles A hundred miles
Sleep, my child and peace attend thee, all through the night Guardian angels God will send thee, all through the night Soft the drowsy hours are creeping
Irving Gordon They locked up her darlin' in Allentown jail, oh, oh, oh, And no one has come to put up his bail, oh, oh, oh. They say at the courthouse
I know, I'll never meet another hunk or woman like my Ann She makes me feel like a great big man I'm gonna go tell her mama what I think about her Say
I must bid adieu to my island Leave the nights by the sea My heart is heavy inside me Bow down just like the palm tree The nights may be warm in Hawaii
Time to let the rain fall without the help of man Time to let the trees grow tall, now, if they only can Time to let our children, live in a land that
Harold Payne I hitchhiked into Idaho in the middle of the night Caught the autumn outdoor late show by God's own candle light I closed my eyes reluctantly
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart The anchor is weighed and sails they are set. Away, Rio! The girls back home we'll never forget for we're bound
Well, early one evenin' I was rollin' around I was feelin' kind of mean, I shot a deputy down Strollin' on home and I went to bed Well, I laid my pistol
Winds may blow o'er the icy sea, I'll take with me the warmth of thee A taste of honey, a taste much sweeter than wine A taste of honey, a taste much
Adios farewell, goodbye Majicita My love for you was never my crime Adios farewell, goodbye Senorita I'll need the love of a man in his prime (2, 3, 4
Banua, Banua, Banua, oh Banua, Banua, baby, I don't know, again Banua, Banua, Banua, oh Banua, Banua, baby, I don't know Won't you come to me, baby?
Nick Reynolds Christmas is coming. The goose is getting fat. Please put a penny in the old man's hat. If you haven't got a penny, then a ha' penny will
