Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river,
And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in st. Paul, Minnesota,
She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl.
Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in davenport,
And I follow you big river when you called.
Well I followed her down to st. Louie, later on down the river,
Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus,
She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.
Well I've gotten on down to baton rouge, river queen roll on,
Take that woman down to new Orleans, new Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
She loves you big river more than me.




I had a friend named Bill Campbell he used to rob steal and
gamble
And on the side he'd beg so he mopped up
I told him he shouldn't do it and Campbell told me he knew
it
So he started beggin' with a bucket instead of a cup

He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
Well Campbell fluffed his dove when he wore a tuxedo to the
country club
He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)

I met his old gal Sadie she said have you seen Billy lately
I said I don't believe that he's about
She went down to the jail she went down to take him his mail
Then she whispered sheriff please don't let him out

He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
While Campbell's put away Sadie's with the sheriff everyday
He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)

Well I remember the last election the prohibitionists were
in action
They's tryin' to elect themselves a president
Bill Canpbell and John Austin walked from New Orleans to
Boston
And they've got a bottle in every settlement

They're in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
They're in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
They were down at the railroad track stealin' a train to
haul it back
They're in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)











Once upon a time in Ireland, stood a castle proud and free,
On the stormy coast of Antrim, high above the Irish Sea.
Lords and ladies gathered nightly, in the great hall of the king,
Bread and meat and wine did flow, bards would play and poets sing.

McDonald was a chieftain bold, who dwelled in Dunluce with his clan,
Safe from ships upon the ocean, and from raiders on the land.
There he ruled for many years, for Ulster was his wide domain,
Many tried to conquer him, and many men have died in vain.

Dunluce castle fell to no man, sword, or pike, or cannon ball,
Roving clans or Spanish foeman, Dunluce stood against them all.

When a fleet of Spanish raiders sailed across the raging main,
Sure that victory was at hand and glory for the king of Spain.
McDonald met them with full storm, and loudly did the cannons roar,
The tide of Spain was turned away and vanished from the Irish shore.

Dunluce castle fell to no man, sword, or pike, or cannon ball,
Roving clans or Spanish foeman, Dunluce stood against them all.

Then one night a storm came in and loudly did the north wind blow,
Walls of stone came crumblin' down and fell into the sea below.
Fate was cruel as many souls were lost against the raging might,
Nature did what no man could on a dark and stormy night.

Dunluce castle fell to no man, sword, or pike, or cannon ball,
Roving clans or Spanish foeman, Dunluce stood against them all.







I studied at the feet of a master
Gamaliel we called him, the beauty of the law
I was born of the Tribe of Benjamin, I was a Pharisee
And I could quote from memory the Holy Torah

That day that the Nazarene was brought to trial
It was on a Sabbath eve, there was a earthquake when He died
Just another passing preacher who came up from Galilee
Blaspheming trouble-maker, we let Him be crucified

Then I thought that I would hear no more about him
But his friends found his tomb empty claiming that he rose from the dead
And that He walked among them with the nail wounds in his hands
That King upon a donkey with a thorn crown on his head

His followers kept growing in great number
And the one that they call Caiaphas mocked us in the judgment hall
And with the Greek name Stephen, we knew the gentiles had come in
I cast my vote against him, he was stoned I saw him fall

Then the friends of the Nazarene became united
And I became enraged and led a slaughter zealously
I found their secret places, they were beaten, they were chained
But some of them were scattered, justified in fearing me

Then the Man in White, appeared to me
In such a blinding light it struck me down
With it's brilliance, took away my sight, then the Man in White
In gentle loving tone spoke to me
And I was blinded so that I might see, the Man in White

But like the wind that blows the scattered sea
From Alexandria to Antioch their congregation grew
I went to the high priest for letters of permission
To go to other cities, to see my mission through

Six days on the hot road to Damascus
And just outside the city in the middle of the day
A great unearthly light struck and overpowered me
Prostrate on the hot road, I was blinded were I laid

Then I thought I heard the rushing of great water
And a multitude of angels singing sweet and heavenly
And through the sound of wind, came a voice so soft and kind
Meant for only me to hear, "Saul, why do you persecute me?"

As I lay there on the ground, in my blindness
He asked me once again, and suddenly the voice I knew
So finally I managed, a trembling response
Who are you Lord? I asked him, but I already knew

I am Jesus of Nazareth the voice answered
Arise go to Damascus on the street called Straight will be
A place where you will wait for my servant Ananias
He will open up your eyes, you'll be a witness unto me

So now I live to serve my master
As zealous in his service as I once was as his foe
And keeping his commandments given on Damascus road
I go to all the world, and I let the whole world know

Then the Man in White, appeared to me
In such a blinding light it struck me down
With it's brilliance, took away my sight, then the Man in White
In gentle loving tone spoke to me
And I was blinded so that I might see, the Man in White
And I was blinded so that I might see, the Man in White
The Man in White [unverified]














Red sails in the sunset, way out on the sea
Oh, carry my loved one home safely to me
She sailed at the dawning, all day I've been blue
Red sails in the sunset, I'm trusting in you

Swift wings you must borrow
Make straight for the shore
We marry tomorrow
And she goes sailing no more

Red sails in the sunset, way out on the sea
Oh, carry my loved one home safely to me





Here's forty shillings on the drum
To those who volunteer to come
To 'list and fight the foe today
Over the Hills and far away

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe
But part of me will always stray
Over the hills and far away

Through smoke and fire and shot and shell
And to the very walls of hell
But we shall stand and we shall stay
Over the hills and far away

Though I may travel far from Spain
A part of me shall still remain,
And you are with me night and day
and Over the hills and far away.

Then fall in lads behind the drum
With colours blazing like the sun.
Along the road to come what may
Over the hills and far away.

When Evil stalks upon the land
I'll neither hold nor stay me hand
But fight to win a better day,
Over the hills and far away.

If I should fall to rise no more,
As many comrades did before,
Ask the fifes and drums to play
Over the hills and far away.

Let kings and tyrants come and go,
I'll stand adjudged by what I know.
A soldiers life I'll ne'er gainsay.
Over the hills and far away.

Though kings and tyrants come and go
A soldier's life is all I know
I'll live to fight another day
Over the hills and far away
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Old Wellington, he scratched his bum
He says, Boney lad thee's had thee fun
My riflemen will win the day
Over the hills and far away
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And I would love you all the Day
Every Night would kiss and play
If with me you'd fondly stray
Over the Hills and far away
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Our 'prentice Tom may now refuse
To wipe his scoundrel Master's Shoes
For now he's free to sing and play
Over the Hills and far away

We all shall lead more happy lives
By getting rid of brats and wives
That scold and bawl both night and day
Over the Hills and far away

Courage boys tis one to ten
But we return all gentlemen
All gentlemen as well as they
Over the hills and far away









As to Sebastian, let them search the field;
And where they find a mountain of the slain,
Send one to climb,and looking down beneath,
There they will find him at his manly length,
With his face up to heaven, in that red monument
Which his good sword had digged.



These to His Memory—since he held them dear,
Perchance as finding there unconsciously
Some image of himself—I dedicate,
I dedicate, I consecrate with tears—
These Idylls.

`Blow, trumpet, for the world is white with May;
Blow trumpet, the long night hath rolled away!
Blow through the living world--"Let the King reign."
`Shall Rome or Heathen rule in Arthur's realm?
Flash brand and lance, fall battleaxe upon helm,
Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.
`Strike for the King and live! his knights have heard
That God hath told the King a secret word.
Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.
`Blow trumpet! he will lift us from the dust.
Blow trumpet! live the strength and die the lust!
Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign.
`Strike for the King and die! and if thou diest,
The King is King, and ever wills the highest.
Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign.
`Blow, for our Sun is mighty in his May!
Blow, for our Sun is mightier day by day!
Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign.
`The King will follow Christ, and we the King
In whom high God hath breathed a secret thing.
Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.'







TENNYSON’s KRAKEN
Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea, 
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height; 
And far away into the sickly light, 
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumbered and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battening upon huge sea-worms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.




Shelley's "Ozymandias"

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."