Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away

12 Oct 99 - 05:28 PM (#123131)
Subject: Lyr Add: DEEP SETTLED PEACE^^
From: bbc

At the Mudcat workshop, I sang "Deep Settled Peace" with Duane D. & davidmc24. I learned it from John McCutcheon's recording, "Barefoot Boy with Boots On" & he attributed it to Kate Peters Sturgill.

DEEP SETTLED PEACE

I found no rest for my soul,
'til I heard that story told.
Now, I am in the Shepherd's fold
And there's a deep, settled peace in my soul.

There's a deep, settled peace in my soul.
I've been redeemed and made whole.
I've been washed in the blood of the Lamb
And I know I understand
that deep, settled peace in my soul.

Let not your heart be troubled so.
If to Jesus you will go
Oh, and in Him, you'll learn to know
'bout the deep, settled peace in your soul.

There's a deep, settled peace...

And when death around you lies
And you must cross that great divide,
If you have Jesus on your side,
There'll be a deep, settled peace in your soul.

There's a deep, settled peace...
^^

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12 Oct 99 - 05:40 PM (#123141)
Subject: Lyr Add: WHEN FIRST WE MET / TOTAL STRANGERS^^^
From: KathWestra

And I sang "When First We Met," which is also occasionally referred to as "Total Strangers," by English singer and songwriter Alan Bell. It sums up how I feel about all my new Mudcat friends who joined us at the Getaway, as well as all my dear FSGW friends whose singing and friendship have brought great joy to my life these past 23 years.

When First We Met (a.k.a. "Total Strangers")
By Alan Bell

When first we met, we were total strangers.
We didn't know if we could be friends.
How soon we came to love each other,
Now I know we will meet again.

Chorus:
So here's to you, and our time together.
I'll share with you now a parting glass,
And bid adieu with a smile and laughter,
Our time apart will be sure to pass*.

We talked of dreams and the good tomorrows,
Of yesterdays with their dark despair.
We've had our share of joys and sorrows,
And now we part as friends who care.

A long, long road now winds before me,
And fate may take me where it will,
Through deep valleys, and over mountains,
I'll not forget, I'll remember you still.

* A NOTE on a small TEXT CHANGE: Alan Bell wrote "Our time apart will be short, and pass." That comma is hell to sing, though it makes perfect sense to read. Bob Clayton (SongsterBob) suggested years ago that I change the line to "sure to pass" to make it easier to sing. A good suggestion, which I have followed ever since.

I can't tell you how good it sounded to have everyone's lush harmonies washing back up at me during the choruses on Satureday night. Wow!
^^
Kath

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12 Oct 99 - 06:22 PM (#123163)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From:

A Cautionary note. Confine your contributions here to ones you sang, or to ones that you have express approval from the performer to add here. FSGW has a policy on recording at their events which I did not hear stated last weekend, and won't go into to what and why here, and I'm not the best to do that. (Do not freely distribute or make public any recordings you may have from the weekend without the performer's approval.)

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12 Oct 99 - 06:30 PM (#123169)
Subject: Lyr Add: I STILL HAVE JOY
From: bbc

One more note on "Deep Settled Peace." I am quite new to singing publicly, except in church, & consider myself to have a repetoire of 4/5 songs--3 sacred & 2 secular. Imagine my surprise when "Deep Settled Peace" was requested & I sang it a *second* time during the weekend! In the Sunday pm song circle, I sang "You Gotta Talk My Language" by George Ward--made familiar to me by Ed Trickett (Wasn't it a treat for him to drop by & sing!!!!) on his "The Telling Takes Me Home" recording. It *is* in the DT. It tells of the stage in childhood where affection is expressed by kicking, pinching, etc., rather than hugs, kisses, & love words. I remember the stage well from my own life & see it all the time in my grade 4-6 students. In the Sunday am gospel time, I opened up the get-together with the following song when only 3 others were in the room, none being our leader. It is on the Amidons' "Hymns & Ballads" cd & is traditional. I learned it from them at the Old Songs festival last June. I have taken a few liberties w/ the lyrics, however.

I STILL HAVE JOY

I still have joy; I still have joy!
After all the things I've been through,
I still have joy! (sing twice)

There were times in my life
when I felt I couldn't go on
But the Lord He blessed me and He made me strong.
I kept the faith and I held on through the night.
This is my testimony--that He made everything alright!

I still have joy...

I get joy when I think about all He's done for me.
He even broke the habits trying to conquer me.
Well, I spoke to the mountain; it ran down to the sea.
I can't begin to tell you what He's done for me!

And you know that I still have joy...

There are times in my life when I feel I can't go on,
But the Lord He blesses and He makes me strong.
I keep the faith and I hold on through the night.
This is my testimony--
that He'll make everything alright!

And you know that I still have joy...

After all the things I've been through,
I still have joy!
^^

bbc

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12 Oct 99 - 07:44 PM (#123199)
Subject: Lyr Add: THIS TIME AGAIN
From: karen k

I sang this at the Mudcat workshop on Saturday afternoon. Last spring I posted this to one of the threads about Catspaw when it looked like he would be ok. I was pleased to be able to sing it for a Mudcat gathering. karen k

THIS TIME AGAIN - Anne Gregson, Bradford on Avon, England

Cho: This time again, this time again
We'll not see this time again. 2x

In all the world there'll never be
Such a time as this again.
For who can tell what will befall
Before we meet again.

There will be changes to our lives
Maybe sorrows and maybe joys.
And many bridges to be crossed
Before we meet again.

I'll see your likeness everywhere
In the face of every friend.
I'll hear your voice in quiet lands
Until we meet again.

From the injustice all around
And the sorrows and the pain.
A better time will surely come
Before we meet again.

So take good care in all you do
And keep your spirits high.
My thoughts will always be with you
Until we meet again.
^^

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12 Oct 99 - 08:54 PM (#123219)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: paddymac

Dear Anonymous Cautionary Poster: I make the assumption that you meant well with your posting, and not having any knowledge of policies announced or published at the gathering can't argue with the legal logic of your post. But that said, how utterly un-folk-like and far from the tradition.

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12 Oct 99 - 09:53 PM (#123238)
Subject: Lyr Add: A DRINK FOR EACH SONG
From: Jeri

I think the anonymous poster may have missed or not understood the "Lyr Add" prefix and thought we were talking about trading tapes. This thread was started by bbc for us to add lyrics to the songs we sang.

This is one of the songs I did Sunday night. I found it on a website and thought the lyrics were just too good not to sing. The website said it was trad English. It sounds like a music hall song to me, but I haven't yet found anyone else who has ever heard it.

I have the tune in ABC if anyone wants it. I don't have a program that will turn ABC into MIDI, so I can't provide a MIDI very easily.
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A DRINK FOR EACH SONG

Come all you jolly fellows and join us in song,
Let thunderous harmony sound.
For if men can still sing then the world's not so wrong,
And the rafters will ring in a round.
But a man cannot sing if he's troubled at heart,
As melodies over you steal,
So bring us a drink and we'll each sing our part,
And our voices with clarity peel.

Chorus:
Bring us more ale here and without fail here.
We'll go on singing till each song is sung,
Pass round the jugs now; fill up your mugs now,
We shall not stop now that we have begun.
And if you have a song sir as we go along sir,
You're next to sing but you're never to think,
We'd let you sing dry sir that's a foul lie sir,
A drink for each song and a song for each drink.

2. Well the first is a song of the great raging sea
Let thunderous harmony sound
And the far foreign lands that our sailors do see
And the rafters will ring in a round
And the next is a song of green meadows and fields
As melodies over you steal
Of the farmer and the ploughboy and the earth's bounteous yield
And our voices with clarity peel.

3. Well we'll sing of the orchards and the hopfields in Kent
Let thunderous harmony sound
And of hard times we've known when our money's all spent
And the rafters will ring in a round
And the high Sussex Downs with their sheep and their corn
As melodies over you steal
And of lassies we've courted on a fine summer's morn
And our voices with clarity peel.

4. Oh we'll sing of the wars and the victories won
Let thunderous harmony sound
And of foes we have vanquished with powder and gun
And the rafters will ring in a round
But we'll sing of the widows and the sons they have lost
As melodies over you steal
For there's no battle fought without counting the cost
And our voices with clarity peel.

5. Well now to conclude and to finish our tale
Let thunderous harmony sound
We'll sing one last chorus and then sup some ale
And the rafters will ring in a round
So some other fellow may now take the floor
As melodies over you steal
And sing us a song may we hear many more
And our voices with clarity peel.
^^

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12 Oct 99 - 09:53 PM (#123239)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From:

It is to play fair with some performers that also perform professionally, because free distribution of their material can cut on the market for their talents. It can also be argued that such is good publicity for them, but that's not the point. It is the performer's choice that matters.

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12 Oct 99 - 09:54 PM (#123240)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Jeri

Er...the title of that is "A Drink For Each Song."

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12 Oct 99 - 10:05 PM (#123242)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Jon Freeman

Jeri, I'm pretty sure that Chris Walshaws ABC homepage does offer some ABC to MIDI converters and might be worth looking at.

The converter that I use the most was given to me by somebody from one of the music newsgroups who is the process of developing it and was given "on trust" - otherwise, I would share it with others.

If you post (or email me) the ABC for that tune, I will convert it and supply it in MIDI.

Jon

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12 Oct 99 - 10:10 PM (#123243)
Subject: Lyr Add: LAST LETTER HOME and BISCUIT BLUES
From: Roger in Baltimore

Jeri, I am sorry I missed that one. Sounds like a good'un.

Here are a few of the songs I performed:

First, Last Letter Home.

LAST LETTER HOME
(McDade/Brown, ASCAP)

I have heard the cannons thundering all night,
And I cannot help but wonder,
Why's the Rebel Cause so right?
And the morphine seems to do no good at all.
I would run away, if I would not fall.

Well I joined the Southern cavalry for fun.
Must have rode a thousand horses;
Always had a way with a gun.
Now I'm among the horseless riders lying still.
Swallowed up by the Cause on Hero's (the Widow's) Hill.

Chorus:
And I dreamed of a rose in a Spanish garden,
And I kissed you and placed it in your hair.
And, if I'm ever on my feet again, I will,
I will run all the way just to meet you there.

Through the day I watched those Southern boys go down.
And they lay like Georgia peaches
Bruised and broken on the ground.
Through the night I wondered if it was worth the pain,
And I cried out not revenge, but I called your name. CHO:

I found "Biscuit Blues" through the Forum a year and one-half ago, but I could not locate the thread.

BISCUIT BLUES

CHO:
Don't put no more baking powder in your bread you see,
Your biscuits are tall enough for me.
Don't put no more sugar in your jelly roll, you see,
Your jelly roll is sweet enough for me.

Some men like cold cuts,
Some they like's cold tongue.
Some men don't like biscuits,
You know they like them doggone big fat buns.
Don't put no more baking powder in your bread you see,
Your biscuits are tall enough for me. CHO:

Some men you know they's straight,
Some are crooked as a barrel of snakes.
Don't like biscuits, they don't like buns,
You know they like them old flat batter cakes.
Don't put no more baking powder in your bread you see,
Your biscuits are tall enough for me.

Someone said afterwards that Roy Book Binder does this song.

Finally (for today), a Tim Wallace. Tim is a fine singer-songwriter from Ohio with an over the edge sense of humor.

YOU DON'T EVEN CARE
(Tim Wallace)

I shot myself through the head, and you don't even care
I held my breath til I was dead, and you don't even care
I nailed a note to my forehead saying you don't even care.
And I hate it when you treat me this a way.

I gassed myself the other night, but you don't even care
I burnt my lips on your tailpipe, but you don't even care
You told me that I never did a single thing for you,
Not even when I choked and turned your favorite shade of blue.

I hung myself , but I suppose that you don't even care.
Right next to your favorite clothes and you don't even care
Strung out by your pantyhose and you don't even care.
And I hate it when you treat me this a way.

I flung myself off of your roof, and you don't even care
My dead corpse is living proof that you don't even care
I landed flat with a big fat splat, but on the way down
I called your name so folks would blame you all over town.

I stuffed grenades into my jeans, and you don't even care.
I blew my butt to smitherreens, and you don't even care
And you weren't even listening 'cause you don't even care
And I hate it when you treat me this a way.

I climbed into the lions den, and you don't even care
I never climbed back out again, but you don't even care
They pawed me and they clawed me the way you used to do.
And when they ripped my heart out I could only think of you

I slashed and bashed and gashed myself, but you don't even care
Crashed and mashed and trashed myself, but you don't even care.
I even made a flaming ash of myself, but you don't even care
And I hate it when you treat me like I'm maladjusted
... I'm codependent And I hate it ..... I'm self-destructive
And I hate it when you treat me this a way.
^^

I gotta go to bed. I will add some more on another day.;

Roger in Baltimore

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13 Oct 99 - 08:42 AM (#123347)
Subject: Lyr Add: COUNTY LINE (Tim/Nancy Weil)
From: voyager (Tim Weil)

     COUNTY LINE
    (tim/nancy weil)

Takoma Park is a city unified
With a single set of rules to abide
Our jurisdiction no longer us divides
We're doing fine....we moved the line

We've kept a close watch on this county line
We've lived in PG County most the time
Now they're tearing down the old street signs
We're doing fine....we moved the line

You see more people in the local parks
They say it's safer walking after dark
Police tell us there will be a drop in crime
We're doing fine...we moved the line

Today we're living in Montgomery
As a part of this new community
The zoning maps will show a new design
We're doing fine...we moved the line

They say this town's full of radicals and kooks
Who boycott lawn mowers, Burma Shave and nukes
From time-to-time we've been known to organize
Now we've combined....two county lines

Takoma Park is a city unified
With a single set of rules to abide
Our jurisdiction no longer us divides
We're doing fine....we moved the line

^^
NOTE:
Sung by the Tennesse Two for the Saturday Night Concert (that's Voyager & Songster Bob).

With apologies to Johnny Cash!

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13 Oct 99 - 08:51 AM (#123350)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Ferrara

I think the only song lyrics you shouldn't post here are those that were written by someone who may be meaning to put them out on a recording, or who has asked that they not be published; or songs like the two extremely popular hymns for which the owners absolutely refuse to relinquish any of their copyright privileges.

About recordings: The FSGW policy is that we don't usually publish, ie allow to be copied, any tapes we make unless we have permission from the performers. So many of the performers are professionals; for them, recordings are an important source of income.

BUT. There were lots of informal recordings made last weekend and personally I would feel comfortable that we can trade them back and forth as individuals. Just use some discretion. I would like to hear whether folks like Sandy Paton and Liam's brother have any reservations about this.

AND, there were two sets of professional-quality recordings made, one by Max and one by FSGW member Don Nichols who taped the Mudcat workshop and much of the music of the weekend at my request. (We always tape the concerts.)

We asked attendees to let Max or Don know if they didn't want copies made of the songs they performed. Don will copy the songs that turned out well on the recording, and send it all to Max. But it will take some time. In the meantime, if there are any Mudcatters who haven't talked to Don or Max, and who don't want recordings to be published, (or perhaps just specific songs that haven't been released yet) please e-mail or message me, Dick or Max. My e-mail is [e-mail].

For the folks who sang in the concert: Don had an extra set of mikes aimed at the audience that only cut in during choruses, etc where there was audience participation. He said that this changes the sound quality sometimes in the middle of a song. If this bothers you, and you don't mind releasing a really good cut but don't want people to hear a tape of you that sounds kinda funny in places even though it's not actually bad, -- Let Don or Max know that too, OK?

Take heart, people who came to the Getaway and those who didn't, there were some very good tapes made and as much as possible of the Getaway music will be available through Max but it's a big effort to edit, insure we have permission, copy, get it to Max etc so be patient.

I'm going to copy this post to a new thread as well as posting it here.

Rita Ferrara

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13 Oct 99 - 05:04 PM (#123559)
Subject: Lyr Add: TWO HANDS
From: bbc

I'd like to cheat a little & post the lyrics to the two other songs in my repetoire, which I sang at the get-together at my house at the end of July. The first is by Jan Mara.

TWO HANDS

There's a quality taken for granted.
No one seems to talk about it much,
But babies are known to wither and die
For the want of a loving touch.
Children are blessedly simple.
They cry to be hugged and to be held,
But once we are grown, we're told to stand alone,
Told to keep our hands to ourselves.

Sometimes words will fail you.
You have more than words at your command.
You carry the power to love and to heal
Right there, in your own two hands.

So often, the touch of another
Raises doubt and suspicion in our heads.
Oh, it must be some kind of come-on;
It's a trick to try and get us into bed.
But I just need someone to hold me.
Why is it so hard to say?
So we fight, fool around, and lay our bodies down
And the need never seems to go away.

Sometimes words will fail you...

So eagerly we break the bonds of family,
Independent, self-sufficient, all alone.
And now the words "Reach out and touch someone"
Make you think of the long distance phone.

(Sing chorus twice & end w/
Right there, in your own two hands.
^^

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13 Oct 99 - 08:13 PM (#123613)
Subject: Lyr Add: JULIE ; LOVE IN VAIN and BREAKFAST BLUES
From: Roger in Baltimore

Here are the rest of the songs I performed (excluding the multiple songs Barry, I and the audience sang at our Prison Song workshop.

JULIE

Julie
Hear me when I call you,
Julie won't hear me.(2)

Believe I'll go to Dallas,(2)
Got to see my Julie
Oh, my Lord.

Raise 'em up together(3)
Oh, my Lord

Julie and the baby,(3)
Oh, my Lord.

Run to get the Sergeant, (3)
Oh, my Lord.

Julie,
Hear me when I call you,
Julie won't hear me.(2)

Baby, gettin' hungry, (3)
Oh, my Lord.

Feet are gettin' itchy, (3)
Oh, my Lord.

Rattler can't hold me.(3)
Oh, my Lord.

Raise 'em a'little higher(3)
Oh, my Lord

Julie
Hear me when I call you,
Julie won't hear me.(2)

Here is a thread for In My Time of Dyin' followed by the lyrics.

In my time of dyin',
Don't want nobody to moan.
All I want for you to do is,
Take my body home.

CHO:
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy.
Well, well, well.
(musical phrase)
Well, well, well.
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up,
Jesus gonna make up,
Jesus gonna make up,
My dyin' bed.

Meet me, Jesus, meet me.
Meet me in the middle of the air.
If these wings should fail me, Lord,
Won't you meet me with another pair. CHO:

In my time of dyin'
Don't want nobody to cry
All I want for you to do is
Take me when I die. CHO:

LOVE IN VAIN
by Robert Johnson

And I followed her to the station,
Her suitcase in my hand.
And I followed her to the station,
Her suitcase in my hand.
And it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell,
When all your love's in vain.
All my love's in vain.

When the train pulled in the station,
I looked her in the eyes.
When the train pulled in the station,
I looked her in the eyes.
I was lonesome, felt so lonesome.
I could not help but cry.
All my love's in vain.

Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, oh, Ellie Mae.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Ellie May's her name.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
All my love's in vain.

When the train rolled out the station,
There were two lights on behind.
When the train rolled out the station,
There were two lights on behind.
The blue light was my blues,
The red light was my mind.
All my love's in vain.

Repeat first verse.

BREAKFAST BLUES

You give me hard eggs in the mornin'.
Cheese omelet you go.
You give me hard eggs in the mornin'.
Cheese omelet you go.
You hot buttered grits your teeth and bear it,
I donut love you any more.
(Wipe that glazed look off your face).

Ham, bacon you to leave me,
I never sausage misery.
Ham, bacon you to leave me,
I never sausage misery.
You treated me so ungrapefruitly,
You gave me raisin to be free.
(Orange juice ashamed of yourself?)

What do you Eggs Benedict me to do girl?
I got muffin left to say,
(You butter come up with somethin')
What do you Eggs Benedict me to do girl?
I got muffin left to say,
You left such a waffle toast in my mouth,
You biscuit out of town today.
(Ain't gonna leave the home fries burnin' for ya)

You give me hard eggs in the mornin'.
Cheese omelet you go.
You give me hard eggs in the mornin'.
Cheese omelet you go.
You hot buttered grits your teeth and bear it,
Ain't gonna quiche you anymore.
^^

I first heard this song sung by Trout Fishing in America. On their CD they give writing credit to someone whose name I forget. However, I played this song for an older bluesman once (formerly known as Doctor Blues) and he asked me where I got his song. He said it was an old Music Hall song that he converted to a blues. Who's to know the true story?

Roger in Baltimore

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13 Oct 99 - 09:28 PM (#123640)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Ferrara

Here's what I remember singing, but right now is not a good time to check for them in the DT or post....

Friday late: Yero, a version of Yarrow; Mudcat workshop (with zither): Lassie with the Yellow Coatie. Have already posted a verse to add the what's in the DT.; History workshop: All Quiet Along the Potomac; Ballads: Sheath and Knife; Sunday late night: Tenting Tonight.

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13 Oct 99 - 10:42 PM (#123667)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Jeri

Jon, you're not just handsome and talented, your nice, too. Thank you - the tune came out perfect!

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13 Oct 99 - 11:41 PM (#123691)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Barry Finn

I think I sang non stop & well into the nights. I'll list what I can remember of the songs I sang , I'll leave out what others may have covered & what I think may be in the DT.

Shanties:
Pull Away Me Boys
Monkey's Wedding
Georgie Me Neck A Broke
Come Down You Roses Come Down
Priests & Nuns
London Judies
Schooner Industry
Finney Brown
Ol Reily
Roller Bowler
Rolling Down The Bay To Julianna
Good Ol Brig

Prison Songs:
Prettiest Train
Ol Alabama
Ol Dollar Mamie
In The Bottom
Go Away Eadie

Others songs:
Red Haired Man's Wife
Idle Wielder
Down Where The Drunkard's Roll
Blue Mountain
You Wouldnn't Know It To Look At Me (by Me)
Ida Lewis (by Me)

That's what I can recall. If there's anything that some one wants I'd be happy to post it. Barry

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14 Oct 99 - 12:16 AM (#123703)
Subject: Lyr Add: FATHER ABRAHAM and HIDE WILLIE HIDE
From: Charlie Baum

Among the things I sang:

In the camp songs workshop:
"Yogi Bear" (learned from Dan Schatz, with lyrics too racy for me to feel comfortable posting them here)

"Father Abraham"

Father Abraham had seven sons
Seven sons had Father Abraham
And they never laughed
And they never cried
All they did was go like this:
[repeat ad nauseam, each time cumulatively adding in a motion until every verse is an aerobic exercise on steroids]

In the Mudcat Cafe:
the beginning of "Fires Are Burning," my translation of the trad. Russian Gor'at Gor'at Pozhary

"FOUNTAIN FILLED WITH BLOOD" (the miner's protest variant of the hymn; words by Joan Boyd.)

Someplace I can't remember:
my song about Bill and Monica et al, parodying "The Two Magicians"

'Tis whispered in the kitchens
'Tis whispered in the halls
The President's in the Oval Office
Havin' himself a ball

And it's Hide, Willie, Hide
Though the press you can't abide
We'll pry and snoop 'til we get our scoop
And we'll take away your pride.

The "friend"--well we could quibble
She taped the intern's babble
And consensual stuff is quite enough
When the press riles up the rabble

And it's Hide, Linda, Hide
Though the press you can't abide
We'll pry and snoop 'til we get our scoop
And we'll take away your pride.

The prosecutor's crew
Has a lot they must sort through
But I'll bet you a dollar that they'll all holler
If we look at their lives, too

And it's Hide, Kenneth, Hide
Though the press you can't abide
We'll pry and snoop 'til we get our scoop
And we'll take away your pride.

And Congress, by and by
Impeachment has to try
Better not throw stones 'cause they're not alone
They've done it themselves on the sly

And it's Hide, Henry Hyde
Though the press you can't abide
We'll pry and snoop 'til we get our scoop
And we'll take away your pride.

And it's Hide, people, Hide
Though the press you can't abide
We'll pry and snoop 'til we get our scoop
And we'll take away your pride.
^^

(c) Charles Baum
This was written in February of 1998, before most of the events happened, as a short shelf-life song that just lasted longer than I thought possible.

--Charlie Baum

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14 Oct 99 - 12:44 AM (#123718)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Jon Freeman

Jeri, I wouldn't call myself any of those things but I do try to be helpful once in a while. If you or anyone else ever wants ABC converted to MIDI to post here, I am always willing to give it a go (within reason - I wouldn't take on mountains of the stuff). If anyone ever wants that help, it is probably best to email me at [e-mail].

Jon

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14 Oct 99 - 03:38 PM (#123931)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Cara

moonchild,

Can you post the lyrics to the "orphan on God's highway" song that you sang? It's been floating around in my head ever since.

Thanks, Cara

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14 Oct 99 - 06:39 PM (#123979)
Subject: Lyr Add: WINGS OF A DOVE (variation)
From: bbc

Well, for closure I'm going to post the last song I mentioned. It was written by Bob Ferguson, but I've rearranged the words, changed some, & added the last verse myself.

WINGS OF A DOVE

On the wings of a snow-white dove,
God sends His pure, sweet love--
Sign from above, on the wings of a dove.

When Noah had drifted on the flood many days,
He searched for land in various ways.
The raven return-ed, with no place to land.
Then, God sent His love, on the wings of a dove.

On the wings of a snow-white dove...

When Jesus went down to the river that day,
He was baptized in the usual way.
And, when it was done, God blessed His Son.
He sent Him His love, on the wings of a dove.

On the wings of a snow-white dove...

When troubles surround us or sorrows come,
The body grows weak and the spirit grows numb.
When evil besets us, we are never alone.
Gods sends us His love, on the wings of a dove.

On the wings of a snow-white dove...

Counselor, Comforter, Teacher, and Friend,
Our seal of salvation, guarantee till life's end,
Gift of the Father--Holy Spirit of God--
Sent to each who believes, on the wings of a dove.

On the wings of a snow-white dove...(twice)

On the wings of a dove.
^^

bbc

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15 Oct 99 - 02:13 PM (#124308)
Subject: Lyr Add: ORPHAN GIRL (Gillian Welch)
From: bbelle

Cara ... the song is called "Orphan Girl" and was written by Gillian Welch and is included on her "Revival" CD. It's a favorite among my "new" songs ... thanks for asking ... moonchild

ORPHAN GIRL
(Gillian Welch)

I am an orphan, on g-d's highway,
And I'll share my troubles, if you go my way,
I've got no mother, no father, no sister, no brother,
I am an orphan girl.

I have had friendships, pure and golden,
But the ties of kinship, I have not known them,
I've known no mother, no father, no sister, no brother,
I am an orphan girl.

When he calls me, I will be able,
To meet my family, at g-d's table,
I'll meet my mother, my father, my sister, my brother,
No more an orphan girl.

Blessed savior, make me willing,
Walk beside me, until I'm with them,
Be my mother, my father, my sister, my brother,
I am an orphan girl.
I am an orphan girl.
^^

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16 Oct 99 - 09:51 PM (#124717)
Subject: Lyr Add: SOON AND VERY SOON
From: Joe Offer

Well, here's one. Wish I knew more about the history of the song. I guess that 1976 date is the date of the adaptation. Click here to hear a brief clip of Crouch singing the song.
-Joe Offer-

SOON AND VERY SOON
(text and music by Andrae Crouch, adapted by Wm. F. Smith)
© 1976, Bud John Songs, Inc.

1. Soon and very soon, we are going to see the King (3 times)
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We're going to see the King.

2. No more crying there, we are going to see the King (3 times)
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We're going to see the King.

3. No more dying there, we are going to see the King (3 times)
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We're going to see the King.

JRO

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16 Oct 99 - 10:38 PM (#124726)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Joe Offer

Click here to get to "You Don't Even Care," a classic sung by Roger in Baltimore at the FSGW Getaway. Roger's kinda prolific, and he's got three songs in the same message. That doesn't leave enough room in the message title for the titles of all three songs. So, in the interest of anybody who might want to search for the song, I'm posting this. Gawd, it's a good song.
-Joe Offer-

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11 Dec 99 - 06:31 PM (#148239)
Subject: Bonnie Milner Shantey
From: Joe Offer

Say, I've been trying to figure this out for weeks now. Bonnie Milner sang a sea shantey at the Getaway twice - once at the shantey workshop and once at an evening concert. I remember really liking it, but I can't remember what song it was she sang. I asked Dan, and he didn't know. Anybody remember?
Thanks.
-Joe Offer-

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11 Dec 99 - 07:32 PM (#148265)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Jeri

Old Moke/He-Bang, She-Bang?

I learned it (and I've actually sung it in public) because of Bonnie's singing - I love that shantey!!!

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11 Dec 99 - 07:45 PM (#148278)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Joe Offer

Jeri, that's the one. It's so nice you have a memory.
-Joe Offer, who lost his-

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11 Dec 99 - 10:19 PM (#148343)
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Songs from the D.C. Get-Away
From: Barry Finn

Hi Joe you can hear that on a recording by Forebitter (shantymen at Mystic) the words you can find in Hugill's "Shanties of the Seven Seas". Barry

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