Blowin’ in the Wind Bob Dylan

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How many roads must a man walk down Before they call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must the cannonballs fly Before they are forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind. How many years must a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea? How many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? How many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind.

Can’t Help but Wonder Where I’m Bound Tom Paxton

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It's a long and dusty road, It's a hot and a heavy load and the folks I meet ain't always kind. Some are bad and some are good. Some have done the best they could. Some have tried to ease my troublin' mind. [Chorus] And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound. Can't help but wonder where I'm bound. I have wandered through this land just a-doin' the best I can, Tryin' to find what I was meant to do. And the people that I see look as worried as can be And it looks like they are wonderin' too. (To Chorus) Oh, I had a little girl one time, she had lips like sherry wine And she loved me till my head went plumb insane. But I was too blind to see she was driftin' away from me And my good gal went off on the morning train. (To Chorus) And I had a buddy back home but he started out to roam And I hear he's out by 'Frisco Bay. And sometimes when I've had a few, his old voice comes singin' through And I'm goin' out to see him some old day. (To Chorus) If you see me passing by and you sit and you wonder why, and you wish that you were a rambler too; Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor, lace 'em up and bar the door, Thank your stars for the roof that's over you.

City of New Orleans Steve Goodman C G C Am F C Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central, Monday morning rail, C G C Am G C Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, three conductors, twenty five sacks of mail. Am Em All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kankakee, G D Am Rolls along past houses, farms and fields. Passing trains that have no name, Em G C Graveyards full of old black men, and the graveyards of the rusted automobiles. Chorus: F G C Am F C Good mornin' America, how are ya? Said don't you know me, I'm your native son. G C G Am D I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans, Bb F G C I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done. Dealing card games with the old men in the club cars, A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score. Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle, And feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor. And the sons of Pullman porters, And the sons of engineers, Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel. Mothers with their babes asleep, Rocking to the gentle beat, And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel. Chorus Nighttime on the City of New Orleans, Changing cars in Memphis, Tennesee. Halfway home, and we'll be there by morning, Through the Misissippi darkness, rolling down to the sea. But all the towns and people seem To fade into a bad dream, The steel rail still ain't heard the news. The conductor sings his songs again, The passengers will please refrain, This train's got the disappearin' railroad blues.

Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright [sic] Bob Dylan

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Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why babe If you don't know by now And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why babe If you don’t know by now When the rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm traveling on Don't think twice it's all right And it ain't no use in turning on your light babe That light I never knowed And it ain't no use in turning on your light babe I'm on the dark side of the road I wish there was something you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay But we never did too much talking anyway So don't think twice it's alright And it ain't no use in calling out my name gal Like you never did before Ain't no use in calling out my name gal I can't hear you any more I'm thinking and a-wondering, walking down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul But don't think twice it's alright I'm walking down that long lonesome road gal Where I'm bound I can't tell But goodbye is too good a word babe So I'll just say fare thee well I ain't saying you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice it's alright

Early Morning Rain Gordon Lightfoot

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In the early morning rain, with a dollar in my hand With an achin' in my heart and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain, with no place to go Out on runway number nine; big seven-o-seven set to go And I'm stuck here on the ground where the cold wind blows Now the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast Well there she goes my friend; she'll be rollin' down at last Hear the mighty engines roar; see the silver wing on high She's away and westward bound; far above the clouds she'll fly Where the mornin' rain don't fall and the sun always shines She'll be flyin' o'er my home in about three hours time This old airport's got me down; it's no earthly good to me 'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunk as I can be You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain

Five Hundred Miles Hedy West

If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles, A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four, Lord I'm 500 miles from my home. 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name Lord I can't go a-home this a-way This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way, Lord I can't go a-home this a-way. If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

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Four Strong Winds Key G

Ian Tyson

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Four strong winds that blow lonely

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Seven seas that run high

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All those things that won't change come what may

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But our good times are all gone

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And I'm bound for moving on

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I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way

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I think I'll go out to Alberta

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Weather's good there in the fall

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I've got some friends that I can go to working for

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Sill I wish you'd change your mind

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If I ask you one more time

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But we've been through that a hundred times or more

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Four strong winds that blow lonely

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Seven seas that run high

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All those things that Won't change come what may

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But our good times are all gone

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I'm bound for moving on

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I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way

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If I get there before the snow flies, And if things are goin’ good

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You could meet me if I sent you down the fare

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But by then it would be winter

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Not too much for you to do

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And those winds sure blows cold way out there

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Goodnight, Irene Trad., attr. Leadbelly

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Me and my wife go married Me and my wife settled down Now me and my wife are parted Think I’ll take a little walk downtown Chorus:

Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene I'll see you in my dreams

Sometimes I live in the country Sometimes I live in town Sometimes I have a great notion To jump into the river and drown Chorus Quit ramblin' and quit gamblin' Quit stayin' out late at night Stay home with your wife and family Sit down by the fireside bright Chorus I asked your mother for you She told me you was too young I wished to God I'd never seen your face I's sorry you ever was born Chorus I love Irene, God knows I do I'll love her till the seas run dry And if Irene turns her back on me I'd take morphine and die Chorus

House of the Rising Sun Trad.

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There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I’m one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin’ man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he’s satisfied Is when he’s on a drunk Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I’m goin’ back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I’m one

If I Had a Hammer Lee Hays, Pete Seeger

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If I had a hammer I'd hammer in the morning, I'd hammer in the evening All over this land I'd hammer out danger; I'd hammer out a warning I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a bell, I'd ring it in the morning; I'd ring it in the evening All over this land I'd ring out danger; I'd ring out a warning I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a song, I'd sing it in the morning; I'd sing it in the evening All over this land I'd sing out danger; I'd sing out a warning I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Well I've got a hammer, and I've got a bell And I've got a song to sing All over this land It's the hammer of justice; It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land

Leaving On a Jet Plane John Denver

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All my bags are packed I'm ready to go I'm standin' here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breakin' it's early morn The taxi's waitin' he's blowin' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could die Chorus:

So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane Don't know when I'll be back again Oh babe, I hate to go

There's so many times I've let you down So many times I've played around I tell you now, they don't mean a thing Every place I go, I'll think of you Every song I sing, I'll sing for you When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring Chorus Now the time has come to leave you One more time let me kiss you Close your eyes I'll be on my way Dream about the days to come When I won't have to leave alone About the times, I won't have to say Chorus

Michael Row the Boat Ashore Trad.

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Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah

Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Chorus The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah Green pastures on the other side, hallelujah Chorus Jordan's river is chilly and cold, hallelujah Chills the body but not the soul, hallelujah Chorus

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Mr. Tambourine Man Bob Dylan

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Hey, Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey, Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. Chorus Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin' I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way I promise to go under it. Chorus Though you might hear laughin', spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin' And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing. Chorus

One Toke Over the Line CHORUS:

C One toke over the line, sweet Jesus, F C One toke over the line C Em Am D F G C Sittin' downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line C Waitin' for the train that goes home, sweet Mary F C Hoping that the train is on time C Em Am D F G C Sittin' downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line

C F C Who do you love, I hope it's me C D F G I've been changing, as you can plainly see C F C I felt the joy and I learned about the pain that my mama said C Am D F If I should choose to make it part of me G Would surely strike me dead, and now I'm CHORUS C F C I sail away, a country mile C D F G And now I'm returning, and showing off my smile C F C I met all the girls and I loved myself a few, and to my surprise C Am D F Like everything else that I've been through G They opened up my eyes, and now I'm CHORUS

Take Me Home, Country Roads John Denver G Em Almost heaven, West Virginia D C G Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River G Em Life is old there, older than the trees D C G Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze CHORUS: G D Country roads, take me home Em C To the place I belong G D West Virginia, Mountain Mama C G Take me home, country roads G Em All my memories, gather ’round her D C G Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water G Em Dark and dusty, painted on the sky D C G Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye CHORUS Em D G I hear her voice, in the mornin’ hours she calls me C G D Radio reminds me of my home far away Em F C Drivin’ down the road I get the feeling’ G D That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday CHORUS

Teach Your Children Graham Nash D G You who are on the road D A Must have a code that you can live by D G And so become yourself D A Because the past is just a good-bye D G Teach your children well D A Their father's hell did slowly go by D G And feed them on your dreams D A The one they pick's the one you'll know by D G Don't you ever ask them why D If they told you, you would cry Bm G So just look at them and sigh A D G D A And know they love you And you of tender years Can you hear and do you care and Can't know the fears Can you see we That your elders grew by Must be free to And so please help Teach the children Them with your youth To believe and They seek the truth Make a world that Before they can die We can live in Teach your parents well Their children's hell will slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they pick's the one you'll know by Don't you ever ask them why If they told you, you would cry So just look at them and sigh And know they love you

The Last Thing On My Mind Tom Paxton

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It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand. Chorus:

Are you going away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind? Well, I could have loved you better, Didn't mean to be unkind. You know that was the last thing on my mind.

You've got reasons a-plenty for goin'. This I know, this I know. For the weeds have been steadily growin'. Please don't go, please don't go. Chorus As we walk on, my thoughts are a-tumblin', Round and round, round and round. Underneath our feet the subways rumblin', Underground, underground. Chorus As I lie in my bed in the mornin', Without you, without you. Every song in my breast dies a bornin', Without you, without you. Chorus

The MTA

Let me tell you the story of a man named Charlie On a tragic and fateful day He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family Went to ride on the MTA Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square Station And he changed for Jamaica Plain When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel." Charlie could not get off that train. Chorus:

Did he ever return, no he never returned And his fate is still unlearned He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston He's the man who never returned.

Now all night long Charlie rides through the tunnels Saying, "What will become of me? Crying how can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea Or my cousin in Roxbury?" Charlie's wife goes down to the Scollay Square station Every day at quarter past two And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich As the train comes rumblin' through. Chorus Now you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's a scandal That the people have to pay and pay Fight the fare increase, vote for George O'Brien! Get poor Charlie off the MTA. Chorus: Or else he'll never return, no he'll never return And his fate will be unlearned He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston He's the man who never returned.

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The Water is Wide Trad.

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The water is wide, I cannot get o’er Neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my love and I A ship there is and she sails the sea She's loaded deep as deep can be But not so deep as the love I'm in I know not if I sink or swim I leaned my back against an oak Thinking it was a trusty tree But first it bent and then it broke So did my love prove false to me I reached my finger into some soft bush Thinking the fairest flower to find I pricked my finger to the bone And left the fairest flower behind Oh love be handsome and love be kind Gay as a jewel when first it is new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew

This Land is Your Land Woody Guthrie

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This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me

As I was walking a ribbon of highway I saw above me an endless skyway I saw below me a golden valley This land was made for you and me Chorus I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me Chorus The sun comes shining as I was strolling The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling The fog was lifting a voice come chanting This land was made for you and me Chorus As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there And that sign said - no tress passin' But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin! Now that side was made for you and me! Chorus In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple Near the relief office - I see my people And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin' If this land's still made for you and me. Chorus

Turn, Turn, Turn Pete Seeger

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To everything - turn, turn, turn There is a season - turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep Chorus A time to build up, a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones A time to gather stones together Chorus A time of war, a time of peace A time of love, a time of hate A time you may embrace A time to refrain from embracing Chorus A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time to love, a time to hate A time of peace, I swear it's not too late! Chorus

Where Have All the Flowers Gone? Pete Seeger Where have all the flowers gone, Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone? Girls have picked them every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young girls gone? Long time passing Where have all the young girls gone? Long time ago Where have all the young girls gone? Taken husbands every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young men gone? Long time passing Where have all the young men gone? Long time ago Where have all the young men gone? Gone for soldiers every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time passing Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time ago Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time passing Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time ago Where have all the graveyards gone? Covered with flowers every one When will we ever learn? When will we ever learn?

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