Billy Boy
Oh, where have you been, Billy boy, Billy boy? Oh, where have you been,
charming Billy? I have been to seek a wife, she’s the joy of my life, but she’s
young thing and cannot leave her mother.
Did she ask you top come in, Billy boy, Billy Boy? Did she ask you to come in,
charming Billy? Yes, she asked me to come in, there’s a dimple in her chin, but
she’s a young thing and cannot leave her mother.
Can she make a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy? Can she make a cherry pie,
charming Billy? She can make a cherry pie as quick as you wink your eye,
but she’s a young thing and cannot leave her mother.
Can she make a feather bed, Billy boy, Billy boy? Can she make a feather bed,
charming Billy? She can make a feather bed, while a-standing on her head;
she’s a young thing and cannot leave her mother.
How tall is she, Billy boy, Billy boy? How tall is she, charming Billy?
She’s as tall as any pine and straight as pumpkin vine, She‘s a young
thing and cannot leave her mother.
How old is she, Billy boy, Billy boy? How old is she, charming Billy?
She is sixty times eleven, twenty eight and forty seven; she’s a young
thing and cannot leave her mother.
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Down in the Valley
Down in the Valley,
The valley so low
Hang your head over
Hear the wind blow.
Roses love sunshine,
Violets love dew,
Angels in heaven know
I love you.
If you don’t love me,
Love whom you please,
Put your arms around me,
Give me heart ease.
Write me a letter,
Send it by mail,
Send it in care
Of the Birmingham jail
Down in the Valley,
The valley so low
Hang your head over
Hear the wind blow.
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Oh, Susanna
Oh, I come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee.
I’m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.
CHORUS Oh, Susanna, now don’t you cry for me,
For I came from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
It rained all night the day I left, the weather was so dry,
The sun so hot, I froze to death. Susanna don’t you cry.
CHORUS Oh, Susanna, now don’t you cry for me,
for I came from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
I thought I saw Susanna coming down the hill.
CHORUS Oh, Susanna, now don’t you cry for me,
For I came from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
A buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye.
I said, “I come from Dixie Land, Susanna, don’t you cry!”
CHORUS Oh, Susanna, now don’t you cry for me,
for I came from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
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Clementine
In a cavern in a canyon, excavating for a mine
Lived a miner forty-niner and his daughter Clementine.
(Chorus) Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling, Clementine,
You are lost and gone for ever, dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Light she was and like a fairy, and her shoes were number nine:
Herring boxes without topses, sandals were for Clementine.
(Chorus) Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling, Clementine,
You are lost and gone for ever, dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Drove the ducklings to the water every morning at nine.
Stubbed her toe against the splinter fell into the foaming brine.
(Chorus) Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling, Clementine,
You are lost and gone for ever, dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine.
But alas, I was no swimming, SO I lost my Clementine.
(Chorus) Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling. Oh, my darling, Clementine,
You are lost and gone for ever, dreadful sorry, Clementine.
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Red River Valley
From the valley they say you are going, I will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile.
For they say you are taking the sunshine, that brightens our pathways awhile.
(CHORUS) Come and sit by my side if you love me, do not hasten to bid me a-dieu,
But remember the Red River Valley, and the cowboy who loved you so true.
I’ve been thinking a long time, my darling, of the sweet words you never would say,
Now, alas, all my fond hopes must vanish, for they say you are going away.
(CHORUS) Come and sit by my side if you love me, do not hasten to bid me a-dieu,
But remember the Red River Valley, and the cowboy who loved you so true.
Do you think of the valley you are leaving? Oh, how lonely and sad it will be!
Do you think of the kind hearts you are breaking and the pain you are causing to me.
(CHORUS) Come and sit by my side if you love me, do not hasten to bid me a-dieu,
But remember the Red River Valley, and the cowboy who loved you so true.
I have promised you, darling, that never, will a word from my lips cause your pain.
And my life, it will be yours forever if you only will love me again.
(CHORUS) Come and sit by my side if you love me, do not hasten to bid me a-dieu,
But remember the Red River Valley, and the cowboy who loved you so true.
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