When I came we were only four--Midchuck, Jon, and two others whose names I forget. I think only Midchuck and I were singing. We limped along for must have been three quarters of an hour until suddenly the US Cavalry galloped over the hill and saved us from petering out totally.
I sang the following, if I recall: Rambles of Spring Talking Dust Bowl Blues (W.Guthrie) The Greenhorn The Frozen Logger, and Mo Mary
I might have done one other, but can't remember for sure.