Livin' on free food, tickets Water in the milk from the hole in the roof Where the rain came through What can you do? hmm hmm
Tears from your little sister Cryin' 'cause she don't have a dress without a patch For the party to go But she'll know she'll get by, 'cause she's
Livin' in the love of the common people Smiles from the heart of the family man Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can
It's a good thing you don't have a bus fare It would fall through the hole in your pocket And you'd lose it in the snow on the ground Gonna be walking to town to find a job
Trying to keep your hands warm When the hole in your shoe let the snow come through And chills you to the bone And you better go home where it's warm
Livin' in the love of the common people Smiles from the heart of the family man Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can
Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo
Livin' in the love of the common people Smiles from the heart of the family man Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can
Livin' on a dream ain't easy The closer the knit the tighter the fit The chills stay away You take 'em in stride the family pride
You know that faith is your foundation With a whole lotta love and a warm conversation But don't forget to pray Making you strong where you belong
Livin' in the love of the common people Smiles from the heart of the family man Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can
Livin' in the love of the common people Smiles from the heart of the family man Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can
Livin' in the love of the common people Smiles from the heart of the family man Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can
Madman drummers, bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing,
the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot,
snappin' his fingers,
clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found
a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers,
"Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band"
And she was blinded by the light Oh, cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright
Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone,
that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone,
watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance
Yeah, he was blinded by the light Oh, cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night Blinded by the light He got down but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight
Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong,
if you play that song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see
if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin' backyard bombardier Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card He said, "Do what you like, but don't do it here" Well I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground Asked him which was the way back home He said, Take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boys, you're all on your own"
And now in Zanzibar, a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car, hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said, "Blow the bar,
but first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"
And some kidnapped handicap was complainin'
that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night Well, I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears,
I saw a gap and figured he'd be alright
He was just blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night Blinded by the light Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun Woah, but mama, that's where the fun is, oh yeah
I was blinded Oh mama, oh mama
I was blinded Oh mama, oh mama
I was blinded I was blinded I was blinded I was blinded I was blinded I was blinded I was blinded I was blinded
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun Woah, but mama, that's where the fun is, oh yeah
What is this land America? So many travel there I'm going now while I'm still young, my darling, meet me there Wish me luck, my lovely, I'll send for you when I can And we'll make our home in the American land Over there all the woman wear silk and satin to their knees And, children dear, the sweets, I hear, are growing on the trees Gold comes rushing out the rivers straight into your hands When you make your home in the American Land
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, the gutter's lined in song Dear, I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long There's treasure for the taking, for any hard-working man Who will make his home in the American Land Whoo!
I docked at Ellis Island in the city of light and spire I wandered to the valley of red-hot steel and fire We made the steel that built the cities with the sweat of our two hands And we made our home in the American Land
Whoo! There's diamonds in the sidewalk, the gutter's lined in song Dear, I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long There's treasure for the taking, for any hard-working man Who will make his home in the American Land Whooo! Whoo-hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
The McNicholases, the Posalskis, the Smiths, Zerillis, too The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews They come across the water a thousand miles from home With nothing in their bellies but the fire down below They died building the railroads, they worked to bones and skin They died in the fields and factories, names scattered in the wind They died to get here a hundred years ago, they're still dying now The hands that built the country we’re always trying to keep down
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, the gutter’s lined in song Dear, I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long There's treasure for the taking, for any hard-working man Who will make his home in the American Land Who will make his home in the American Land Who will make his home in the American Land
The McNicholases, the Posalskis, the Smiths, Zerillis, too The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews They come across the water a thousand miles from home With nothing in their bellies but the fire down below
I want you all to rise from your seats now please and join us! Come on now! Here we go!
Well now, this little light of mine, yeah I'm gonna let it shine Well now, this little light of mine, yeah I'm gonna let it shine Well now, this little light of mine, yeah I'm gonna let it shine
Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Gonna let my little light shine
Well jesus gave me light (Jesus gave me light),
I'm gonna let it shine (I'm gonna let it shine) Well now Jesus gave me light (Jesus gave me light),
and I'm gonna let it shine (I'm gonna let it shine) Well now Jesus gave me light (Jesus gave me light), I'm gonna let it shine
Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day)
I'm gonna let my little light shine
Well this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine Well now, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine Well now, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Gonna let my little light shine You might also like This Little Light of Mine The Seekers Houdini Eminem This Little Light of Mine Elizabeth Mitchell (Monday), Gave me the gift of love (Tuesday), Peace came from above (Wednesday), Told me to have more faith (Thursday), Gave me a little more grace (Friday), Told me to watch and pray (Saturday), Told me what to say (Sunday), Gave me the power divine This little light of mine
This little light of mine, whoa! I'm gonna let it shine, whoa! This little light of mine, yeah! I'm gonna let it shine, whoa! This little light of mine, this light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Gonna let my little light shine, whoa!
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, whoa! This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, whoaaa! This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day) Every day (every day), every day (every day), can't hold on to it Every day (every day), every day (every day), gotta save with someone Every day (every day), every day (every day), don't let go Every day (every day), shine every day
I'm gonna let my little light shine, let my little light shine
Yeah!
Well this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine Well now, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Well I stood stone-like at midnight Suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair 'til it was just right And commanded the night brigade I was open to pain and crossed by the rain And I walked on a crooked crutch I strolled all alone through a fallout zone And came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd But when they said, "Sit down," I stood up Ooh, ooh, growin' up
The flag of piracy flew from my mast My sails were set wing to wing I had a jukebox graduate for first mate She couldn't sail but she sure could sing I pushed B-52 and bombed them with the blues With my gear set stubborn on standing I broke all the rules, strafed my old high school Never once gave thought to landing
I hid in the clouded warmth of the crowd But when they said, "Come down," I threw up Ooh, ooh, growin' up Work it back now
I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere And you know it's really hard to hold your breath I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared I was the cosmic kid in full costume dress Well, my feet they finally took root in the earth But I got me a nice little place in the stars And I swear I found the key to the universe In the engine of an old parked car
I hid in the mother breast of the crowd But when they said, "Pull down," I pulled up Ooh, ooh, growin' up Ooh, ooh, growin' up
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd But when they said, "Sit down," I stood up Ooh, ooh, growin' up
We are all trav'ling in the footsteps Of those that've gone before We'll all be reunited On that new and sunlit shore
When the saints marching in When the saints go marching in Lord, how I want be in that number When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuses to shine When the sun refuses to shine Lord, how I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Lord, how I want to be in that number Oh when the saints go marching in
And when the trumpet sounds its call When the trumpet sounds its call Lord, how I want to be in that number When the trumpet sounds its call
When the saints marching in When the saints go marching in Lord, how I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in
And some say that this world of trouble Is the only one we'll ever see But I'm waiting for that morning When the new world is revealed
Oh when the moon turns red with blood Oh when the moon turns red with blood Lord, how I want to be in that number When the moon turns red with blood
When the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in) When the saints go marching in (go marching in) Lord, how I want (Lord, how I want) to be in that number (be in that number) When the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in) When the saints go marching in Lord, how I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want (Lord, how I want) be in that number (to be in that number) When the saints (when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)
When the saints marching in When the saints go marching in Lord, how I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in
Hey, we shall overcome, we shall overcome We shall overcome someday Darling, here in my heart, yeah, I do believe We shall overcome someday
Well, we'll walk hand in hand, we'll walk hand in hand We'll walk hand in hand someday Darling, here in my heart, yeah, I do believe We'll walk hand in hand someday
Well, we shall live in peace, we shall live in peace We shall live in peace someday Darling, here in my heart, yeah, I do believe We shall live in peace someday
Well, we are not afraid, we are not afraid We shall overcome someday Yeah, here in my heart I do believe We shall overcome someday
Hey, we shall overcome, we shall overcome We shall overcome someday Darling, here in my heart I do believe We shall overcome someday We shall overcome someday
Well, we are not afraid, we are not afraid We shall overcome someday Yeah, here in my heart I do believe We shall overcome someday
I thought I heard the Captain say Pay me my money down Tomorrow is our sailing day Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down
As soon as that boat was clear of the bar Pay me my money down He knocked me down with a spar Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down
Come on!
Well, if I'd been a rich man's son Pay me my money down I'd sit on the river and watch it run Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down
All right, everybody Let's bring it up to B flat A one, two, three!
Well, I wish I was Mr. Gates Pay me my money down They'd haul my money in in crates Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down
Well, 40 nights, nights at sea Pay me my money down Captain worked every last dollar out of me Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me Pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail Pay me my money down
Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked With her line blown out, she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks Took her down to the carwash, checked the plugs and points Well, I'm goin' out tonight, I'm gonna rock that joint
Early North Jersey, industrial skyline I'm a all-set Cobra Jet, creepin' through the nighttime Gotta find a gas station, gotta find a payphone This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone Gotta hit the gas, baby, I'm runnin' late This New Jersey in the mornin' like a lunar landscape
Now, the boss don't dig me, so he put me on the nightshift Takes me two hours to get back to where my baby lives In the wee, wee hours, your mind gets hazy Radio relay towers, won't you lead me to my baby? Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch Goodnight, good luck, one-two, powershift
I met Wanda when she was employed Behind the counter at the Route 60 Bob's Big Boy Fried chicken on the front seat, she's sittin' in my lap We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap I remember Wanda up on Scrap Metal Hill With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still
Well, 5 a.m., oil pressure's sinkin' fast I make a pit stop -wipe the windshield, check the gas Gotta call my baby on the telephone Let her know that her daddy's comin' on home Sit tight, little mama, I'm-a comin' 'round I got-a three more hours, but I'm coverin' ground
Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours Sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers Radio's jammed up with Gospel stations Lost souls callin' long distance salvation Hey Mr. DJ, won't you hear my last prayer? Hey ho, rock 'n' roll, deliver me from nowhere
Radio relay towers, won't you lead me to my baby? Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch Goodnight, good luck, one-two, powershift
Well, the doctor comes around with a face so bright And he says: In a little while, you'll be all right But all he gives is a humbug pill A dose of dope and a great big bill Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
He says: Me and my old school pals had some might high times 'round here And what happened to you poor black folks, well, it just ain't fair He took a look around, gave a little pep talk Said: I'm with you, then he took a little walk Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
There's bodies floatin' on Canal and the levees gone to hell Martha, get me my sixteen gauge and some dry shells Them who's got got out of town And them who ain't got left to drown Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
I got family scattered from Texas to Baltimore And I ain't got no home in this world no more Gonna be a judgment, that's a fact A righteous train rollin' down this track How can a poor man stand such times and live? How can a poor man stand such times and live? Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
How can a poor man stand such times and live? Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder Yeah, we're brothers, sisters, all
Every rung goes higher and higher Every rung goes higher and higher Every rung goes higher and higher We are brothers, sisters, all Come on now!
Every new rung just, just makes us stronger Every new rung just, just makes us stronger Every new rung just, just makes us stronger Yeah, we are brothers and sisters, all Yeah, play it!
Ah, come on, horn section, play it, go!
All right!
We are climbing Jacob's ladder Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are brothers, sisters, all All right, Charlie!
We are climbing higher and higher Yeah, we are climbing higher and higher Yeah, we are climbing higher and higher Yeah, we are brothers and sisters, all Yes! Yes!
We are climbing Jacob's ladder Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are brothers, sisters, all
We are climbing Jacob's ladder Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are brothers, sisters, all
"Oh, Mrs McGrath, " the sergeant said "Would you like a soldier in your son Ted With a scarlett coat and a big cocked hat Oh, Mrs McGrath, wouldn't you like that?"
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
Now, Mrs McGrath lived on the shore And after seven years or more She spied a ship come into the bay With her son from far away
"Oh captain dear, where have you been You've been sailing the Mediterranean Have you news of my son Ted Is he living or is he dead?"
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
Up came Ted without any legs And in their place, two wooden pegs She kissed him a dozen times or two And said "My god, Ted is it you?"
"Now were you drunk or were you blind When you left your two fine legs behind Or was it walking upon the sea That wore your two fine legs away?"
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
"No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind When I left my two fine legs behind A cannon ball on the fifth of May Tore my two fine legs away"
"Oh, Teddyboy," the widow cried "Your two fine legs were your mother's pride Stumps of a tree won't do at all Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?"
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
All foreign wars I do proclaim Live on the blood and the mother's pain I'd rather have my son as he used to be Than the King of America and his whole navy
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
Now, Mrs McGrath lived on the shore And after seven years or more She spied a ship come into the bay With her son from far away
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville Barracks Number 8 I always done an honest job As honest as I could I got a brother named Frankie And Frankie ain't no good
Now, ever since we was young kids It's been the same comedown I get a call on the shortwave Frankie's in trouble downtown Well, if it was any other man I'd put him straight away But when it's your brother Sometimes you look the other way
Yeah, me and Frankie laughing and drinking Nothing feels better than blood on blood Taking turns dancing with Maria As the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's straying Like any brother would A man turns his back on his family Well, he just ain't no good
Well, Frankie went in the army Back in 1965 I got a farm deferment Settled down, took Maria for my wife But them wheat prices kept on dropping 'Til it was like we were getting robbed Frankie came home in '68 And me, I took this job
Yeah, we're laughing and drinking Nothing feels better than blood on blood Taking turns dancing with Maria As the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's straying Teach him how to walk that line A man turns his back on his family He ain't no friend of mine
Well, the night was like any other I got a call 'bout quarter to nine There was trouble in a roadhouse Out on the Michigan line There was a kid lying on the floor, looking bad Bleeding hard from his head There was a girl crying at a table And it was Frank, they said
Well, I went out and I jumped in my car And I hit the lights Well, I must've done a hundred and ten Through Michigan County that night It was out at the crossroads Down 'round Willow Bank Seen a Buick with Ohio plates Behind the wheel was Frank Well, I chased him through them county roads 'Til a sign said "Canadian border, five miles from here" I pulled over on the side of the highway And watched his taillights disappear
Me and Frankie laughing and drinking Nothing feels better than blood on blood Taking turns dancing with Maria As the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's straying Like any brother would A man turns his back on his family Well, he just ain't no good
I catch him when he's straying Teach him how to walk that line A man turns his back on his family He ain't no friend of mine
When they opened up the strip, I was young and full of zip I wanted some place to call my home And so I made the race, and I staked me out a place And I settled down along the Cimarron
It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away) My Oklahoma home, it blown away Well, it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there My Oklahoma home is blown away
Well, I planted wheats and oats, got some chickens and some shoats Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face Got a mule to pull the plow, I got an old red muley cow And I also got a fancy mortgage on this place
Well, it blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away) All the crops that I've planted blown away Well, you can't grow any grain if you ain't got any rain Everything except my mortgage blown away
Come on!
Well, it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there I figured I was all set for life I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest Then I went to town to pick me out a wife
She blowed away (Blown away), she blowed away (Blown away) My Oklahoma woman blown away Mister, as I bent to kiss her, she was picked up by a twister My Oklahoma woman blown away
Well, then I was left alone just listening to the moan Of the wind around the corners of my shack So I took off down the road, yeah, when the south wind blowed I traveled with the wind upon my back
I blowed away (Blown away), I blowed away (Blown away) Chasing that dust cloud up ahead Well, once it looked so green and fair, and now it's up in the air My Oklahoma farm is over head
And now I'm always close to home, it don't matter where I roam For Oklahoma dust is everywhere Makes no difference where I'm walking, I can hear my chickens squawking I can hear my wife a-talking in the air
It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away) Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away But my home, Sir, is always near, it's up here in the atmosphere My Oklahoma home is blown away
Come on!
Well, I'm a roam'n Oklahoman, but I'm always close to home And I'll never get homesick until I die 'Cause no matter where I'm found, my home's all around My Oklahoma home is in the sky
It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away) And my farm down on Cimarron But now all around the world wherever dust is swirled There is some from my Oklahoma home
It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away) Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away Yeah, it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by My Oklahoma home is blown away Yeah!
Come blow that horn now, thank you!
Come on, one more time!
Well, it's blown away (Blown away), blown away (Blown away) Oh, my Oklahoma home is blown away Yeah, it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by My Oklahoma home is in the sky Yeah!
It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away) Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away But my home, Sir, is always near, it's up here in the atmosphere My Oklahoma home is blown away
I've got a mule, and her name is Sal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal She's a good old worker and a good old pal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
We hauled some barges in our day Filled with lumber, coal, and hay We know every inch of the way From Albany to Buffalo
Low bridge, everybody down Low bridge, yeah, we're coming to a town And you'll always know your neighbor And you'll always know your pal If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal
We'd better look around for a job, old gal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal You can bet your life I'll never part with Sal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
Get up, mule, here comes a lock We'll make Rome about six o'clock One more trip, and back we'll go Right back home to Buffalo
Low bridge, everybody down Low bridge, we're coming to a town You'll always know your neighbor And you'll always know your pal If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal
Where would I be if I lost my pal? Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal I'd like to see a mule good as my Sal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
A friend of mine once got her sore Now he's got a broken jaw Because she let fly with an iron toe And kicked him back to Buffalo
Low bridge, everybody down Low bridge, yeah, we're coming to a town And you'll always know your neighbor And you'll always know your pal If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal Low bridge, everybody down Low bridge, we're coming to a town And you'll always know your neighbor And you'll always know your pal If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal Low bridge, everybody down Low bridge, we're coming to a town Ooooooo...
Low bridge, everybody down Low bridge, yeah, we're coming to a town
Well if I could I surely would Stand on the rock where Moses stood Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Well Mary wore three links and chains On every link was Jesus' name Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep Go!
Go!
Well one of these nights bout 12 o'clock This old world is gonna rock Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Well Moses stood on the Red Sea shore Smote' the water with a two by four Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Alright!
(O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn) (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn) (Pharaoh's army got drownded) (O Mary don't you weep)
Well old Mr. Satan he got mad Missed that soul that he thought he had Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Brothers and sisters don't you cry There'll be good times by and by Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Well O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
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God gave Noah the rainbow sign "No more water but fire next time" Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Everybody! (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn) (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn) (Pharaoh's army got drownded) (O Mary don't you weep)
O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded Oooooooh, Mary don't yoooooou
(O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn) (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn) (Pharaoh's army got drownded) (O Mary don't you weep)
Brothers and sisters don't you cry There'll be good times by and by Pharaoh's army got drownded O Mary don't you weep
Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold I'll meet you further on up the road
Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring My lucky graveyard boots and song to sing I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Further on up the road Further on up the road Where the way dark and the night is cold One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign If there's a light up ahead well brother I don't know But I got this fever burnin' in my soul So let's take the good times as they go And I'll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road Where the way dark and the night is cold One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Princess cards, she sends me With her regards Oh, bar room eyes shine vacancy To see her, you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file She's all I ever wanted
Oh, but you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks" But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
I came for you, for you I came for you, but you did not need my urgency I came for you, for you I came for you, but your life was one long emergency And your cloud line urges me Oh, and my electric surges free
Well, crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak Oh, reveal yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak 'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue With their oxygen masks But I could give it all to you now If only you could ask
Oh, and don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate Don't give me money, honey, I don't want it back You and your pony face and your Union Jack
Well, take your local joker and teach him how to act I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked Didn't ya think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive? Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound And your Chelsea suicide, with no apparent motive You could laugh and cry in a single sound
And your strength is devastating In the face of all these odds Remember how I kept you waiting When it was my turn to be the god?
You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach? And the band, they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek? Yeah, that ragged, jagged melody, she still clings to me like a leech
That medal you wore on your chest always got in the way Like a little girl with a trophy, so soft to buy her way We were both hitchhikers, but you had your ears tuned to the roar Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien distant shore So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for And it's not that nursery mouth I came back for It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor 'Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors And who am I to ask you to lick my sores? And you should know that's true...
I came for you, for you I came for you, but you did not need my urgency I came for you, for you I came for you, your life was one long emergency And your cloud line urges me Oh, and my electric surges free
I came for you, for you I came for you, but you did not need my urgency I came for you, for you I came for you, your life was one long emergency And your cloud line urges me Oh, and my electric surges free
We said we'd walk together baby come what may That come the twilight should we lose our way If as we're walking a hand should slip free I'll wait for you And should I fall behind Wait for me
We swore we'd travel darlin' side by side We'd help each other stay in stride But each lover's steps fall so differently But I'll wait for you And if I should fall behind Wait for me
Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true But you and I know what this world can do So let's make our steps clear that the other may see And I'll wait for you If I should fall behind Wait for me
Now there's a beautiful river in the valley ahead There 'neath the oak's bough soon we will be wed Should we lose each other in the shadow of the evening trees I'll wait for you And should I fall behind Wait for me Darlin' I'll wait for you Should I fall behind Wait for me
Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true But you and I know what this world can do So let's make our steps clear that the other may see And I'll wait for you If I should fall behind Wait for me
Well, I came by your house the other day Your mother said you went away She said there was nothing that I could have done There was nothing nobody could say
Me and you, we've known each other Ever since we were 16 I wished I would have known I wished I could have called you Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean
Now you hung with me when all the others Turned away turned up their nose We liked the same music, we liked the same bands We liked the same clothes
Yeah, we told each other That we were the wildest The wildest things we'd ever seen
Now I wished you would have told me I wished I could have talked to you Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean Now we went walking in the rain Talking about the pain from the world we hid Now there ain't nobody, nowhere, no how Gonna ever understand me the way you did
Well, maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere In some bus or train travelling along In some motel room, there'll be a radio playing And you'll hear me sing this song
Well, if you do, you'll know I'm thinking of you And all the miles in between And I'm just calling one last time Not to change your mind But just to say I miss you, baby Good luck, goodbye Bobby Jean
Well, if you do, you'll know I'm thinking of you And all the miles in between And I'm just calling one last time Not to change your mind But just to say I miss you, baby Good luck, goodbye Bobby Jean
Out where the creek turn shallow and sandy And the moon comes skimmin' away the stars When the mesquite comes rushin' over the hilltops Straight into my arms Straight into my arms
I'm ridin' hard carryin' a cache of roses A fresh map that I made Now I'm gonna get birth naked and bury my old soul And dance on it's grave And dance on it's grave
It's been a long time comin', my dear It's been a long time comin', but now it's here And now it's here
Well my daddy he was just a stranger Lived in a hotel downtown Well when I was a kid he was just somebody Somebody I'd see around Somebody I'd see around
Well now down below and pullin' on my shirt Yeah I got some kids of my own Well if I had one wish for you in this god forsaken world, kid It'd be that your mistakes will be your own That your sins will be your own
It's been a long time comin', my dear It's been a long time comin', but now it's here And now it's here
Out 'neath the arms of Cassiopeia Where the sword of Orion sweeps It's me and you, Rosie, cracklin' like crossed wires And you breathin' in your sleep And you breathin' in your sleep
Well there's just a spark of a campfire left burnin' Two kids in a sleeping bag beside Reach 'neath your shirt, put my hands across your belly and feel Another one kickin' inside And I ain't gonna fuck it up this time
It's been a long time comin', my dear It's been a long time comin', but now it's here It's been a long time comin', my dear It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
It's been a long time comin', my dear It's been a long time comin', but now it's here It's been a long time comin', my dear It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man He robbed the Glendale train He stole from the rich, and he gave to the poor He'd a hand and a heart and a brain
Well, it was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward I wonder now how he feels For he ate of Jesse's bread, and he slept in Jesse's bed Then he laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children, now they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave
That Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor He'd never rob a mother or a child There never was a man with the law in his hand That could take Jesse James when alive
It was on a Saturday night, and the moon was shining bright They robbed the Glendale train And the people they did say over many miles away “It was those outlaws, they're Frank and Jesse James!”
Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children, now they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Now the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death They wondered how he'd ever come to fall Robert Ford, it was a fact, he shot Jesse in the back While Jesse hung a picture on the wall
Now Jesse went to rest with his hand on his breast The devil upon his knee He was born one day in the County Clay And he came from a solitary race
Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children, now they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave Woah!
That Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor He'd never rob a mother or a child There never was a man with the law in his hand That could take Jesse James when alive
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they’re gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D.A. can't get no relief Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away But I got debts that no honest man can pay So I drew what I had from the Central Trust And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll stay We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold so put on your stockin’s baby 'cause the night's getting cold And everything dies baby that’s a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line Well I’m tired of comin' out on the losin' end So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your hair up nice and set up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Put your hair up nice and set up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Today, The Grandma has been buying some summer clothes. She has chosen one of her favourite designers, the Swedish Gudrun Sjödén,who was born on a day like today in 1941.
Gudrun Sjödén (née Rådevik) is a Swedish fashion label and retail chain.
Sjödén grew up in the village of Julita in Södermanland, and studied textile and fashion at Konstfack from 1958 to 1963. She married photographer Björn Sjödén (1940-2016) in 1961.
In 1976, Gudrun Sjödén, a 1963 graduate of Konstfack College of Arts and Design in Stockholm, working with her husband Bjorn, opened a store in Stockholm on Regeringsgatan selling clothing of her own design. By 1978 the pair had mail order sales of SEK 2 million.
In 1981, Sjödén established mail order sales in Germany with her sister, Christina Rådevik, and between 1983 and 1990 they opened two stores in the US, as well as stores in Stockholm, Zirndorf, Gothenburg and Nuremberg.
In 1993, the company began selling a home textiles collection. Over the next several years the mail order business was expanded to Norway and the United Kingdom.
In 2003, a store was opened on Stora Nygatan in Stockholm, selling fashion, home textiles and flowers.
In 2004, Sjödén opened a store in Malmö, and she was named Entrepreneur of the Year by Stockholm Business Week magazine.
In 2005, Sjödén was awarded the Stockholm Chamber of Trade World Class Prize. Stores were later opened in Hamburg, Oslo, Copenhagen and Stuttgart.
In 2007, Sjödén was presented by King Carl Gustaf of Sweden with His Majesty the King's medal, Litteris et Artibus, for her contribution as a fashion designer.
After 2009, the Gudrun Sjödén company continued to expand, opening various stores and a warehouse. Sales reached half a billion Swedish kronor by 2011, and the company employed about 230 people.
In 2011, Thomas Hedström was named CEO, while Sjödén remained Creative Director and Head of Design. The company had a turnover of SEK 500 million, and about 230 direct employees within the group.
In 2012, Sjödén was presented with ELLE magazine's Sustainability Award and also the Businesswoman of the Year Award from BPW, Business and Professional Women Sweden. She carried out environmental work at the Parsons School of Design in New York City, and in 2013 was awarded the Kungliga Patriotiska Sällskapet (The Royal Patriotic Society) Business Medal.
They opened in the UK in 2012.
In 2016, the company is headquartered
in Stockholm, and has 12 stores in Sweden, Norway, Denmark, Finland,
the UK and the US, and via a Germany subsidiary, six stores in Germany.
The company produces and sells fashion clothing an textiles using
natural materials, and unusual in fashion labels for offering sizes up
to XXL.
I love contrasts and surprising combinations. Absolutely nothing run-of-the-mill. Colourful stripes and mixed motifs, combinable multi-seasonal styles, functional and one-of-a-kind pieces that are flattering for all ages and figures, and will never get outdated. Mostly crafted from natural materials, with an emphasis on sustainable Nordic design.
Today, The Grandma has been reading about ÉlisabethThible, the first woman whomade a flight in an untethered hot air balloon,on a day like today in 1784.
Élisabeth Thible, or ElizabethTible (née Estrieux, 8 March 1757-13 February 1785), was the first woman to make a flight in anuntethered hot air balloon. She was born in Lyon, France, on 8 March 1757.
On 4 June 1784, eight months after the first crewed balloon flight, Thible flew with a Monsieur Fleurant on board a hot air balloon christened La Gustave in honour of King Gustav III of Sweden's visit to Lyon.
Monsieur Fleurant originally planned to fly the hot air balloon with Count Jean-Baptiste de Laurencin, but the count gave his position on The Gustave to Élisabeth Thible.
When the balloon left the ground Thible, dressed as the Roman goddess Minerva, and Fleurant sang two duets from Monsigny's La Belle Arsène, a celebrated opera of the time. The flight lasted 45 minutes, covered 4 kilometres, and achieved an estimated altitude of 1,500 metres. It was witnessed by King Gustav III of Sweden in whose honour the balloon was named. During the bumpy landing Thible turned an ankle as the basket hit the ground. She was credited by Fleurant with the success of the flight both because she fed the balloon's fire box en route and by exhibiting her remarkable courage.
Little is known of Madame Thible; she is described as the abandoned spouse (épouse délaissée) of a Lyon merchant. No record of her survives as a professional opera singer. She died in Paris on 13 February 1785.
A hot air balloon is a lighter-than-air aircraft consisting of a bag, called an envelope, which contains heated air. Suspended beneath is a gondola or wicker basket (in some long-distance or high-altitude balloons, a capsule), which carries passengers and a source of heat, in most cases an open flame caused by burning liquid propane. The heated air inside the envelope makes it buoyant, since it has a lower density than the colder air outside the envelope. As with all aircraft, hot air balloons cannot fly beyond the atmosphere. The envelope does not have to be sealed at the bottom, since the air inside the envelope is at about the same pressure as the surrounding air.
The hot air balloon is the first successful human-carrying flight technology. The first untethered manned hot air balloon flight in the world was performed in Paris, France, by Jean-François Pilâtre de Rozier and François Laurent d'Arlandes on November 21, 1783, in a balloon created by the Montgolfier brothers. Hot air balloons that can be propelled through the air rather than simply drifting with the wind are known as thermal airships.
Today, The Grandma has been watching some films interpreted by PauletteGoddard, one of the prominent leading actress during the Golden Age of Hollywood.
Paulette Goddard (born Marion Levy; June 3, 1910-April 23, 1990) was an American actress and socialite. Her career spanned six decades, from the 1920s to the early 1970s. She was a prominent leading actress during the Golden Age of Hollywood.
Born in New York City and raised in Kansas City, Missouri, Goddard initially began her career as a child fashion model and performer in several Broadway productions as a Ziegfeld Girl. In the early 1930s, she moved to Hollywood and gained notice as the romantic partner of actor and comedian CharlieChaplin, appearing as his leading lady in Modern Times (1936) and The Great Dictator (1940).
After signing with Paramount Pictures, Goddard became one of the studio's biggest stars with roles in The Cat and the Canary (1939) with Bob Hope, The Women (1939) with Joan Crawford, North West Mounted Police (1940) with Gary Cooper, Reap the Wild Wind (1942) with John Wayne and Susan Hayward, So Proudly We Hail! (1943) (for which she received a nomination for Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress), Kitty (1945) with Ray Milland, and Unconquered (1947) with Gary Cooper.
Goddard was noted as a fiercely independent woman for her time, being described by one executive as dynamite. Her marriages to Chaplin, the actor Burgess Meredith, and the writer Erich Maria Remarque received substantial media attention. Following her marriage to Remarque, Goddard moved to Switzerland and largely retired from acting. In the 1980s, she became a notable socialite.
Goddard died in Switzerland in 1990.
Goddard was born in New York City, as Marion Levy, the daughter of Joseph Russell Le Vee, the son of a prosperous cigar manufacturer from Salt Lake City, and Alta Mae Goddard.
Goddard first visited Hollywood in 1929.
Chaplin sent her to local acting teacher Neely Dickson at the Hollywood Community Theater to, in Dickson's words, give her a polish. It marked a turning point in Goddard's career when Chaplin cast her as his leading lady in his next box office hit, Modern Times (1936). Her role as The Gamin, an orphan girl who runs away from the authorities and becomes The Tramp's companion, was her first credited film appearance and garnered her mainly positive reviews, Frank S. Nugent of The New York Times describing her as the fitting recipient of the great Charlot's championship.
Following the success of Modern Times, Chaplin planned other projects with Goddard in mind as a co-star. However, Chaplin worked on his projects slowly, and Goddard worried that the public might forget about her if she did not continue to make regular film appearances.
On April 23, 1990, aged 79, Goddard died at her home in Switzerland.
Arguably, Goddard's foremost legacies remain her two feature films with CharlesChaplin -Modern Times and The Great Dictator- and a $20 million donation to New York University (NYU) in New York City to fund an institution devoted to European studies, named after Remarque.
I lived in Hollywood long enough to learn to play tennis and become a star, but I never felt it was my home. I was never looking for a home, as a matter of fact.
Today, The Grandma has been readingsome works of Thomas Hardy, theEnglish novelist and poet, who was bornon a day like today in 1840.
Thomas Hardy (2 June 1840-11 January 1928) wasan English novelist and poet.
A Victorian realist in the tradition of George Eliot, he was influenced both in his novels and in his poetry by Romanticism,including the poetry of William Wordsworth. He was highlycritical of much in Victorian society, especially on the declining status of rural people in Britain such as those from his native South West England.
While Hardy wrote poetry throughout his life and regarded himself primarily as a poet, his first collection was not published until 1898. Initially, he gained fame as the author of novels such as Far from the Madding Crowd (1874), The Mayor of Casterbridge (1886), Tess of the d'Urbervilles (1891) and Jude the Obscure (1895). During his lifetime, Hardy's poetry was acclaimed by younger poets (particularly the Georgians) who viewed him as a mentor. After his death his poems were lauded by Ezra Pound, W. H. Auden and Philip Larkin.
Many of his novels concern tragic characters struggling against their passions and social circumstances, and they are often set in the semi-fictional region of Wessex; initially based on the medieval Anglo-Saxon kingdom, Hardy's Wessex eventually came to include the counties of Dorset, Wiltshire, Somerset, Devon, Hampshire and much of Berkshire, in south-west and south central England. Two of his novels, Tess of the d'Urbervilles and Far from the Madding Crowd, were listed in the top 50 on the BBC's survey of best-loved novels, The Big Read.
Thomas Hardy was born on 2 June 1840 in Higher Bockhampton (then Upper Bockhampton), a hamlet in the parish of Stinsford to the east of Dorchester in Dorset, England, where his father Thomas (1811-1892) worked as a stonemason and local builder. His parents had married at Melbury Osmond on 22 December 1839.
Hardy's interest in the theatre dated from the 1860s. He corresponded with various would-be adapters over the years, including Robert Louis Stevenson in 1886 and Jack Grein and Charles Jarvis in the same decade. Neither adaptation came to fruition, but Hardy showed he was potentially enthusiastic about such a project. One play that was performed, however, caused him a certain amount of pain. His experience of the controversy and lukewarm critical reception that had surrounded his and Comyns Carr's adaptation of Far from the Madding Crowd in 1882 left him wary of the damage that adaptations could do to his literary reputation.
So, in 1908, he so readily and enthusiastically became involved with a local amateur group, at the time known as the Dorchester Dramatic and Debating Society, but that would become the Hardy Players. His reservations about adaptations of his novels meant he was initially at some pains to disguise his involvement in the play. However, the international success of the play, The Trumpet Major, led to a long and successful collaboration between Hardy andthe Players over the remaining years of his life. Indeed, his play The Famous Tragedy of the Queen of Cornwall at Tintagel in Lyonnesse (1923) was written to be performed by the Hardy Players.
In 1914, Hardy was one of 53 leading British authors -including H. G. Wells, Rudyard Kipling and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle- who signed their names to the Authors' Declaration, justifying Britain's involvement in the First World War. This manifesto declared that the German invasion of Belgium had been a brutal crime, and that Britain could not without dishonour have refused to take part in the present war.
Hardy was horrified by the destruction caused by the war, pondering that I do not think a world in which such fiendishness is possible to be worth the saving and better to let western 'civilization' perish, and let the black and yellow races have a chance. He wrote to John Galsworthy that the exchange of international thought is the only possible salvation for the world.
Shortly after helping to excavate the Fordington mosaic, Hardy became ill with pleurisy in December 1927 and died at Max Gate just after 9 pm on 11 January 1928, having dictated his final poem to his wife on his deathbed.
His funeral was on 16 January at Westminster Abbey, and it proved a controversial occasion because Hardy had wished for his body to be interred at Stinsford in the same grave as his first wife, Emma.
Considered a Victorian realist, Hardy examines the social constraints on the lives of those living in Victorian England, and criticises those beliefs, especially those relating to marriage, education and religion, that limitedpeople's lives and caused unhappiness.
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