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1. Ho Boys Ho
It was in the year eighteen hundred and forty-nine
To me hoo-dah, to me hoo-dah
It was in the year eighteen hundred and forty-nine
To me hoo-dah, hoo-dah-day
Chorus:
Ho Boys Ho
For Californ-i-o
There's plenty of gold, so I've been told
On the banks of the Sacramento
We left New York in the month in May
And we ended up in 'Frisco Bay
Around Cape Horn though heat and cold
For we know at the end we will find gold
No dainty fare we miners know
For our bread is made of the sour dough
At night on the ground we will sleep sound
Except when the wolves come prowling 'round
It was in the year eighteen hundred and forty-nine
It was in the year eighteen hundred and forty-nine
2. Long Time Travelling
Chorus:
I'm a long time travelin' here below,
I'm a long time travelin' away from my home.
I'm a long time travelin' here below,
Gonna lay this ole' body down.
When I can read my titles clear
To mansions in the sky
I'll bid farewell to every fear
And I'll wipe my weepin' eye.
Let others seek a place below
Where flames devour and for ever roam
I'll seek a home above the sky
Where I'll always live, I'll never die
There I shall bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
3. By the Hush Boys
Oh, it's by the hush me boys
I'm sure that's to stop your noise
And listen to poor Paddy's narration
For I was by hunger pressed and in poverty distressed
And I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation
Chorus:
Oh (Here's) you boys, do take my advice
To America I'd have you not be coming
There's nothing here but war where the thundering cannons roar
And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland
I sold my horse and plow
My little pigs and cow
My little plot of land I departed
And my sweetheart Biddy McGee
I fear I'll never see
For I left her that morning brokenhearted
Me and a hundred more to America sailed o'er
Our fortune to be making we were thinking
But when we landed in Yankee land, put a rifle in our hands
Saying Paddy you must go and fight for Lincoln
General Meagher to us said if you get shot or lose a leg
Every mother's son of you will get a pension
In the war I lost me leg, all I've got is this wooden peg
And, me soul, it is the truth to you I mention
Now I'd think it rather luck to be fed on Indian buck
In old Ireland, the country I delight in
And with the devil I do say, curse Amerikay
For I'm sure I've got enough of your hard fighting
4. Juberju (Jump Her Juberju)
He said he'd been a boatman for 16 years or more
He'd run the Hudson River where the thundering torrents pour
He dread nor feared no danger while in his own canoe
He'd run the Hudson River and the Indian River too
Chorus:
Watch her, catch her, jump her juberju
Give her the wind and let her go if Joe can shove 'er her through
You ought to heard 'em howlin as they went a-floating by
With a face the color of snow, my boys, and tear in every eye
It was on a Sunday morning just at the hour of ten
Joe Thomas and his boat crew their business did begin
He slammed his boat against the jam and split her bow in two
And soon she filled with water and washed away his crew
I guess she done some business that kept Joe busy there
For she turned a handsome somersault and her bow went in the air
The current was swift and nimble, from the jam she swept away
And spite of all that Joe could do for bottom she made way
He'd bothered Norton all the spring to let him run the boats
I guess he got his fill of her when from him she did float
Now his boat is on the bottom and his rigging's cast away
He's breaking jams along the shore for a dollar and a half a day
5. The Happy Sunny Side of Life
There's a sunny side where no ills betide
On that road where we must go
There are pleasant vales, verdant hills and dales
Where sweet flowers ever grow
Oh the happy, sunny, pretty rolling dales
[Oh the happy (happy) sunny (sunny) pretty rolling dales]
Where the sweetest gladness ever there prevails
(Where the sweetest joy and gladness ever there prevails)
? Where the sunshine lingers on the hills
(Where the sunshine ever lingers on the grand majestic hills)
?On the happy side of life
(On the happy, sunny side of life)
There are shady dells where no gladness dwells
And the clouds obstruct the view
But a brighter way like the light of day
Is awaiting there for you
Let us sing a song as we go along
Let us banish care and strife
That the world might know as we onward go
There's a sunny side of life
6. Bold Harpooner
The Mary Jane of Sunderland is under our lee
She is trying for to weather us, but that can never be
The captain's on the quarterdeck, crying steady as she goes
When the man from on the lookout sings out there she blows
Chorus:
And be cheerful me lads, let your hearts never fail
While the bold harpooner is a-striking of the whale
The captain grabs his telescope and springing up aloft
Crying where away, oh, where away and how far is she off?
The answer from aloft, me boys, which caused us all to smile
Two points to our leeward bow and scarcely half a mile
Then lower away your boats me boys and after him we'll go
For we know that he's a sperm whale because he spouts so low
We pulled up along side and we hove two irons in
But the whale he hit us with his flukes and killed one of our men
The losing of that whale, it grieved our captain sore
But the losing of that one brave man, it grieved him ten times more
But now our holds are full, so pass the can of gin
For we and the Mary Jane are homeward bound again
7. Plains of Baltimore
It's of a rich merchant's daughter in London did reside
She vowed and swore she loved me and wished to be my bride
She knew the night I was going away, she wrung her hands and cried
O Willie are you going away for to leave your love behind?
This very night I am ready along with you to go
Even through the Chiney seas or Greenland's hills of snow
I am ready to adventure with you where Atlantic billows roar
And she smiled at fortune's cruelties on the plains of Baltimore
When we arrived in Belfast some hours before it was day
My true love she got ready our passage for to pay
In silks my love was dressed, so rare to behold
And in her belt our fortune had, ten thousand pounds in gold
When we arrived in Baltimore, we took up on some plains
We cleared the land of timber and soon we made it pay
And now we have fine coffee and tea, both brandy, ale and wine
Here's a health to dear old Ireland and the friends we left behind
I wrote my father-in-law a letter and unto him did say
That if he was not satisfied, his money to him I'd repay
He wrote me back a letter and unto me did say
Ten thousand pounds I'll give to you on your first son's birthday
So now to conclude and finish, my pen I will lay down
Here's a health to all good-hearted girls in country or in town
Here's a health to all good-hearted girls with riches and money in store
May they prosper, now I've said it, on the Plains of Baltimore.
8. Lumberman's Alphabet
A for the axes which we all know
B for the boys who use them also
C for the chopping which then does begin
D is for danger we oft times are in
Chorus:
So merry, so merry, so merry are we
No mortal on earth is as happy as we
Hi derry, ho derry, hi derry down
Give a shantyboy grog, there's nothing goes wrong.
E for the echoes that through the woods ring
F for the foreman the head of our gang
G for the grindstone we grind our axe on
H for the handles so smoothily worn
I for the iron we stamp on the pines
J for the jolly boys always on time
K for the keen edge on our axes we keep
L for the lice that that on us do creep
M for the moss that chinks our camps
N for the needle that mends our old pants
O for the owls that hoot through the night
P for the pines we fell in daylight
Q for the quarreling we never allow
R for the river the logs they do plow
S for the sleds so stout and so strong
T for the teams that haul them along
U for the uses we put our teams to
V for the valley the logs we haul through
W the woods we leave in the spring
Now I have sung nearly all that I'll sing
X for Christmas, when the yarding's all done
Y for yonder, the set of the sun
Z for zero in the cold winter time
And now I have brought all these letters to rhyme
9. Old Moke Picking on the Banjo
He back she back, daddy shot a bear
Shot him in the ass and he never touched a hair
I'm just from the railroad, too-ra-loo
Oh the old moke picking on the banjo
Hoo-ro, what's the matter-o
I'm just from the railroad too-ra-loo
I'm just from the railroad too-ra-loo
Oh the old moke picking on the banjo
Roll her boys, bowl her boys, give her flaming gip
Drag the anchor off the mud and let the bastard rip
Rock-a-block, chock-a-block, heave the capstan round
Fish the flaming anchor up for we are outward bound
Out chocks, two blocks, heave away or bust
Bend yer back, me bully boys, kick up some flaming dust
Whisky-o, Johhny-o, the mudhook is in sight
Hell of a way to the girls that wait at the old Nantucket light
Pat get back, take in your slack, heave away me boys
Heave away me bully boys, why don't you make some noise?
10. Her Bright Smile Haunts Me Still
It's been a year since last we met
We may never meet again
I have struggled to forget
But the struggle was in vain
For her voice lives on the breeze
Her spirit comes at will
In the midnight on the seas
Her bright smile haunts me still
In the midnight on the seas
Her bright smile haunts me still
I have sailed 'neath alien skies
I have chartered hazards path
I have seen the storm arise
Like a giant in his wrath
Every danger I have known
That a reckless life can fill
Though her presence is now flown
Her bright smile haunts me still
Though her presence is now flown
Her bright smile haunts me still
At the first sweet dawn of light
When?I gaze upon the deep
Her form still greets my sight
While the stars their vigil keep
When I close my aching eyes
Sweet dreams my memory fill
And from sleep when I arise
Her bright smile haunts me still
And from sleep when I arise
Her bright smile haunts me still
11. Been All Around This Whole Round World
Chorus:
Been all around this whole round world, babe (3x)
Looking for my brown skin, Creole girl
Her dress was red and her eyes were green
I met her down in New Orleans
Her feet was bear and her dress was red
She said my loving went to her head
I can tote cotton and I can sew seed
Give my woman all she need
I may never find that girl
Might not want me anyhow
Roustabout ain't got no home
Makes his living on his shoulder bone
12. Come Love Come
Down by the cane brake close by the mill
Lived a pretty little gal, her name was Nancy Till
I knew that she loved me and I knew it was wrong
Now I'll serenade her and sing her a song
Chorus:
Come love come, the boat rides low
Rides high and dry on the O-hi-o
Come love come and go with me
And we'll go down to Tennessee
I never met a pretty gal in all my life
But that she was some boatman's wife
Boatman dance and the boatman sing
Boatman do most anything.
Boatman dance, boatman sing
Boatman do most anything
And when the boatman come ashore
Spend his cash and he'll work for more
When you go to the boatman's ball
Dance with my wife, or you won't dance at all
Sky blue jacket and tarpaulin hat
Look out boys for the nine tail cat
I've come this way and I'll come no more
Let me by and I'll go on shore
There I'll turn my passion loose
And they crammed me in the calaboose
13. I Done Done
Well, you told me to pray, I done that, too
I done done what you told me to do
Oh, you told me to pray, and I done that, too
I done done what you told me to do.
Good Lord, I done done
Good Lord, I done done
Good Lord, I done done
I done done what you told me to do
You told me to love and I done that too
Well, you told me to sing, I done that, too
You told me to learn and I done that too
You told me to dance and I done that too
You told me to pray and I done that, too
14. One Day I Will
I never have seen the face of my Savior
But serving him has been such a thrill
I never have seen the gates to the city
But one day, one day I will
Chorus:
One day I'm gonna walk on the streets of pure gold
And they tell me the half has never yet been told
I'll be united with my loved ones on Zion's holy hill
One day, one day I will
Since the day I first met him he has been all to me
And my life with his joy he has filled
And I'm longing for the day when my eyes shall behold him
One day, one day I will
15. Away Idaho
They say, there is a land,
Where crystal waters flow
O'er beds of quarts and purest gold
Way out in Idaho.
Chorus:
Away Idaho
We're coming Idaho
Our four horse team
Will soon be seen
Way out in Idaho
We're bound to cross the plains
And o'er the mountains go,
We're bound to seek our fortune there,
Way out in Idaho .
We leave old Tennessee
Through Arkansas we go
Look back upon our dear old home
Way out in Idaho.
We'll need no pick or spade,
No shovel, pan, nor hoe,
The largest chunks are 'top of ground
Way out in Idaho .
We'll see hard times no more,
And want we'll never know,
When we have filled our sacks with gold,
Way out in Idaho .
16. Wild Hog in the Woods
There is a wild hog in the woods
Kiddul um down, kiddul um day
There is a wild hog in the woods
Kiddul um down today
There is a wild hog in the woods
That kills men and drinks their blood
Refrain:
Kill him down, cut him down
Catch him if you can
Followed that wild hog to his den
Found the bones of a hundred men
Hit that hog with sticks and knives
Swore I'd take that wild hog's life
Here comes that hog through yonder trees
Killed those men, but he won't kill me
17. Young But Daily Growing
The trees they are tall and the meadows they are green
Roses are in bloom but one thing mars the scene
But I must be content for happy days I've seen
With my bonny boy daily a growing
Father, father much harm have you done
Four long years have passed since I was twenty-one
A lover of twelve years is surely much too young
Only a school boy a-growing
Daughter, daughter, no harm have I done
I have promised you to a rich lord's son
And he will make a bed for you to rock upon
He is young but he's daily a-growing
As she sat a–sewing at her father's castle hall
She saw him with the young boys playing at the ball
She smiled as she thought, he's the flower of them all
He is young but he's daily a-growing
She made him a shirt of the finest lawn
Made it for her bonny lover to put on
She sighed as she longed for her wedding day to come
He is young but he's daily a-growing
At the age of thirteen he was a married man
At fourteen the father of a son
But at sixteen his grave was growing green
He died in the youth of his growing
18. Give Me Just A Little More Time
Chorus:
Give me just a little more time, Lord, Give me just a little more time,
So many precious souls are lost in sin, so many, many left behind.
I've got a lot of things I'd like to do before I leave this world behind,
I'm ready when you call me, but give me just a little more time.
I'm ready every day as I travel on my way to the city beyond the sky,
And there is not a doubt that time is running out and my hardest time is drawing nigh.
I need a little time to gather in the grain before I leave this world behind,
I'm ready when you call me, but give me just a little more time.
I need a little time to listen to my Lord before the final judgment day,
I need a little time to preach the Word of God and to serve man along life's way.
Every moment that I have tarry in this world, I'll try to make my laughter shine,
I'm ready when you call me but give me just a little more time.
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