The Kingston Trio Album

You dusty eyes were soft and glowin' when first I met you, Hannah Lee.
There was no way for me a-knowin' the sorrow your sweet caress would bring to me.

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High, high, high is the gallows. (Yeah, and it's long) long as the rope that waits for me.
High as the gallows. They'll hang me for your sins, my Hannah Lee.

You shot and killed your cruel husband because you found you loved but me,
And then you lied before the jury and they blamed for your sins, my Hanna Lee.

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Down at the jail on hangin' mornin', I heard you tell them you had lied.
Your dusty eyes were soft and glowin' and I saw you hang your head and cry.

High, high, high is the gallows. (Yeah, and it's long) long as the rope that waits for me.
High as the gallows. When they hang my lovin' darlin', Hannah Lee. When they hang my lovin' darlin', Hannah Lee. (Repeat and fade out)

Little winds sing a song of the sun in the sky
And I know, like the wind, the songs will always be there
In your hair, soft and warm, light of dawn, shining fair
In your voice, as you sing, the songs will always be there

Little winds
(In your hair)
Sing a song
(soft and warm)
Of the sun
(Light of dawn)
In the sky
(Shining fair)
And I know
(In your voice)
Like the wind
(As you sing)
The songs will always be there

Little wines are the kiss of the fruit from the earth
And I know, there I taste surely the sweetest of all
In your lips, sweet as dew, on the vine in the fall
The first kiss from your lips is surely the sweetest of all

Little wines
(In your lips)
Are the kiss
(Sweet as dew)
Of the fruit
(On the vine)
From the earth
(In the fall)
And I know
(The first kiss)
There I taste
(From your lips)
Is surely the sweetest of all

Little stars
(In your eyes)
Twinkle bright
(Like the sky)
In the still
(Of the night)
Sky above
(It is true)
And I know
(That I love)
Only you
(Only you)
Wish it so to be true
Wish it so to be true

I just heard that whistle blow. Gonna go down the river once more.
Well, I've got my bag and I'm ready to go. Gonna go down the river once more.
Gonna leave St. Louis, go to New Orleans. Eat a little bacon. Eat a little beans.
Have a good time like I did before. Gonna go down the river once more.

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Gonna go down the river, gonna go down the river, gonna go down the river once more. (Repeat)

Gonna load that cotton on the boat by the bale. Gonna go down the river once more.
Gonna quit my drinkin'. Gonna stay out of jail. Gonna go down the river once more.
Yeah, my little woman's gonna say goodbye, wavin' her hand with a tear in her eye.
Leave these docks about a quarter to four. Gonna go down the river once more.

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Gonna ride that boat to the glory land. Gonna go down the river once more.
Hey, I'll do a little dance with a riverboat band. Gonna go down the river once more.
I've got my banjo ready to play, hey, we'll shout and sing both night and day.
I'll make my bed on the riverboat floor. Gonna go down the river once more.

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Gonna go down the river once more!

The old gate is rusting in the rain. Children, comin' home from school, no longer skim their pebbles on the old town creek
That just around the bend becomes a pool.

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And we've all grown older. Come see where we have been out here rusting in the rain.

The old house is creaking in the rain. Lovers, comin' down the hill, no longer stop to linger by the old dead tree
They took away for lumber to the mill.

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The old world is dying in the rain. The summer coming, every year, no longer stops to wonder as it goes along its way
Did anybody ever leave here?

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(One for the money, two for the show, possum up the gum tree, do-si-do!

Dooley was a good old man. He lived beyond the mill. Dooley had two daughters and a forty-gallon still.
One gal watched the boiler, the other watched the spout. Mama corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out.

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Dooley, slippin' up the hollar. Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar. Dooley, give me a swaller and I'll pay you back some day.
(Repeat last time.)

The revenuers came for him, a-slippin' through the woods but Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his goods.
Dooley was a trader when into town he come. Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton.

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I remember, very well, the day old Dooley died. The woman folk looked sorry and the men sat around and cried.
Now, Dooley's on the mountain, he lies there, all alone. They put a jug beside him and a barrel for a stone.

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I'll pay you back some day. I'll pay you back some day.

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If I had a ship, I'd sail away. (Repeat)
Leave my sorrows where they lay. If I had a ship, I'd sail away.

Stroll down by the sea. Take a stroll down by the bay. Sit and ponder they endless waves. If I had a ship, I'd sail away.

(If I had a ship) If I had a ship (I'd sail away) I'd sail away. (Repeat)
(Leave my sorrows where they lay) Leave my sorrows where they lay.
(If I had a ship) If I had a ship (I'd sail away) I'd sail away.

Stroll down by the sea where the wind songs softly play. Lean my back on a driftwood tree. If I had a ship, I'd sail away.

If I had a ship, I'd sail away (I would sail away). If I had a ship, I'd sail away (I would sail away.)
Leave my sorrows where they lay. If I had a ship, I'd sail away.

Stroll down by the sea. Stand beside her misty spray. 'Though I know 't'ill never be, if I had a ship, I'd sail away.

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(If I had a ship) If I had a ship (I'd sail away) I'd sail away. (Repeat)
(Leave my sorrows where they lay) Leave my sorrows where they lay (If I had a ship) If I had a ship (I'd sail away) I'd sail away.

If I had a ship, I'd sail away. (Repeat)
Leave my sorrows where they lay. If I had a ship, I'd sail away. (I'd sail away.)

Sweet is the kiss on the lips of the lover. Warm as the breath of the wind in the summer.
Bitter is the taste of good-bye on the 'morrow. So must it be, both of joy and of sorrow.

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Yes, I can feel it like the wind in the summer. Yes, I can feel it every time I am with her.
Yes, I can feel it like good byes on the 'morrow. Yes, I can feel it both of joy and of sorrow.

Gentle is the touch of the hand of the lover. Soft as the voice of the heart speaking to her.
Heavy is the time to endure without her. So must it be, both together and asunder.

Yes, I can feel it, my heart speaking to her. Yes, I can feel it every time I am near her.
Yes, I can feel it like the weight of forever. Yes, I can feel it both together and asunder.

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Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober. LEAVE me alone. Let me go home. Let me go HOME and start over.

Well, I've rambled around this dirty old town singing for nickels and dimes.
Times getting' rough. I can't get enough to buy me a little bottle of wine.

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Well, little hotel, older than hell, cold as the dark in the mine.
Light so dim, I had to grin, I got me a little bottle of wine.

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Well, the preacher will preach and the teacher will teach. The miner will dig in the mine.
I ride the rods, trusting in God, huggin' my little bottle of wine.

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Well, pain in my head, bugs in my bed, pants so old that they shine.
Out on the street, I tell the people I meet to buy me a little bottle of wine.

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Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober.

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I don't want to hear your stories of old. Don't show me your golden chains.
For if there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain. Oh, then freedom's not your name.

You told me of a dream that I would surely like to see where each man could keep the wolves from his door.
Then I saw an old man without a dollar in his hand, saying, "You don't need me anymore.
I guess you just don't need me anymore."

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We've got a lot of pride and that I can't deny from those who bore us liberty.
But if freedom's at the door and we let it wait some more,
Oh, I wonder how proud they are of me. I wonder just how proud they are of me.

Go ahead and walk away. Yeah, turn your back and say, "We'll show 'em whose got who on the run."
But, if we could talk with folks out there, we might get somewhere
And maybe someday we could throw away these guns. Someday we could throw away these guns.

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If there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain, oh, then freedom's not your name.

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If you see me go, well, don't you look my way. You just turn your head. Don't you watch me walk away.
Well, you know, my gal, this time I'm a-leavin' you to stay 'cause you've injured this poor soul once too often for today.
Well, I wish for you the good times that I've never seen and for you the peace of mind that I never knew,
'Cause cryin' tired and lonely is a hard way to be and it's cryin' tired and lonely and you I wanta say.

If you hear my voice, don't you look and see. Don't you turn and find that it really wasn't me.
Well, you know, my gal, this time I'm a-leavin' you to stay 'cause you've injured this poor soul once too often for today.

They say that talkin' at your mind can help a troubled soul but your mind has nothin' left to say
'Cause it's bad times and hard luck that's all I've come to know and it's bad times and hard luck, every day, I'm telling you.

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Well, you know, my gal, this time I'm a-leavin' you to stay 'cause you've injured this poor soul once too often for today.
'Cause you've injured this poor soul once too often for today.

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Oh, we'll stay awhile to fight awhile. We'll never want to leave ya.
Oh, we'll stay awhile to fight awhile 'til we come back to see ya.

As we were walkin' down to Wales one day we chanced upon young Tommy Clancy
And we called to him, "Could you go a drink?" Said he "boys, That's my fancy!"

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Oh, we drank to Tommy and he did the same. We drank to all his hellish brothers
And we drank to home and to girls we've know and we had one for our mothers.

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And then we sang those songs we sang before. We sang that we would drink forever.
When the last drops passed our lips that day, we sang this song together.

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