Stopped in to a church I passed along the way
Well I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray
You know the preacher liked the cold
He knows I’m gonna stay
California dreamin’ on such a winter’s day
All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray
I’ve been for a walk on a winter’s day
If I didn’t tell her I could leave today
California dreamin’ on such a winter’s day
Little surfer little one
Made my heart come all undone
Do you love me, do you surfer girl
Surfer girl my little surfer girl
I have watched you on the shore
Standing by the oceans roar
Do you love me do you surfer girl
Surfer girl surfer girl
Suntanned bodies and
Waves of sunshine the
California girls and a
Beautiful coastline
Warmed up weather
Let’s get together and
Do it again
In the mornin you go gunnin’
For the man who stole your water
And you fire till he is done in
But they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singin’
As they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn’t hangin’
And they put you on the street
You go back Jack do it again
Wheel turnin’ 'round and 'round
You go back Jack do it again
Hangman, hangman
Upon your face a smile
Tell me that I’m free to ride
Ride for many a mile, mile, mile
Oh, yes, you got a fine sister
She warmed my blood from cold
She brought my blood to boiling hot
To keep you from the Gallows Pole
Your brother brought me silver
Your sister warmed my soul
But now I laugh and pull so hard
And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole
But now I laugh and pull so hard
And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole, Pole, Pole
When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley… must hang…
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die
I met her on the mountain
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die
Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep.
When he awoke, Lord Darnell he was standing at his feet.
Saying “How do you like my feather bed? And how do you like my sheets?
How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?”
“Oh, well I like your feather bed, and well I like your sheets.
But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep.”
“Well, get up, get up,” Lord Darnell cried, “get up as quick as you can!
It’ll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man.”
“Oh, I can’t get up, I won’t get up, I can’t get up for my life.
For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket-knife.”
“Well it’s true I have two beaten swords, and they cost me deep in the purse.
But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse.”
“And you will strike the very first blow, and strike it like a man.
I will strike the very next blow, and I’ll kill you if I can.”
So Matty struck the very first blow, and he hurt Lord Darnell sore.
Lord Darnell struck the very next blow, and Matty struck no more.
And then Lord Darnell he took his wife and he sat her on his knee,
Saying, “Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?”
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free.
“I’d rather a kiss from dead Matty’s lips than you and your finery.”
Lord Darnell he jumped up and loudly he did bawl,
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall.
“A grave, a grave!” Lord Darnell cried, “to put these lovers in.
But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin.”
But her pony did stumble and she did fall,
Her dyin’ touched the hearts of us one and all,
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet through his brain,
We buried them together as the snows began to fall.
They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through,
They sing of her beauty in Virginia City too,
At dusky sundown to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy whose love was true.
As she was walking o’er the fields
She heard the death bell knelling
And every stroke it seemed to say
Hardhearted Barbara Allen
Oh mother mother make my bed
Make it long and make it narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I’ll die for him tomorrow
They buried her in the old churchyard
They buried him in the choir
And from his grave grew a red red rose
From her grave a green briar
The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors,
And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone.
He’s gone.
Long ago, it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were
She may not remember me
But I remember her
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their seasons, so do we
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think of me
Think of me when you’re lonely
Think of me when you’re blue
Think of me when you’re far away
For I’ll be thinking of you
Think of me
Think of me fondly, when
We’ve said goodbye
Remember me
Once in a while, please
Promise me you’ll try
When you find,
That once again you long
To take your heart back,
And be free
If you ever find a moment,
Spare a thought for me
We never said
Our love was evergreen
Or as unchanging as the sea…
But if you can still remember,
Stop and think of me
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper “I love you”
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
I’m dreamin’
Dreamin’ of me and you
I’m dreamin’
Dreamin’ will see me through
Never letting chances pass me by
I’m gonna dream you right into my life
Yeah dream you right into my life
Did you ever see a dream walking? Well, I did
Did you ever hear a dream talking? Well, I did
Did you ever have a dream thrill you with, “Will you be mine?”
Oh, it’s so grand and it’s too, too divine
Did you ever see a dream dancing? Well, I did
Did you a ever see a dream romancing? Well, I did
Did you ever see heaven right in your arms, saying, “I love you, I do”
Well, the dream that was walking and the dream that was talking
And the heaven in my arms was you
Heaven isn’t too far away
Closer to it everyday
No matter what your friends might say
So far away…
Doesn’t anybody stay in one place anymore?
Is there someone you know, you’re loving them so,
But taking them all for granted?
You may lose them one day, someone takes them away,
And they don’t hear the words you long to say:
I would give everything I own,
Give up my life, my heart, my home,
I would give everything I own,
Just to see you once again.
I wasn’t there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn’t get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I’m sure I heard his echo
In my baby’s new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years.