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"Throughout history there have been many songs
Written about the eternal triangle
This next one tells the story of a Mr. Grayson
A beautiful woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley
When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley must hang"

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry

Travelin' down that coal town road. Listenin' to my rubber tires whine.
Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore. I'm leavin' you behind.
I've been coal miner all of my life. Layin' down track in the hole.
Gotta back like an ironwood, bit by the wind. Blood veins blue as the coal. Blood veins blue as the coal.

Somebody said, "That's a strange tattoo you have on the side of your head."
I said, "That's the blueprint left by the coal. A little more and I'd been dead.
Well, I love the rumble and I love the dark. I love the cool of the slade,

Aye, Torero, she is here. Aye, matador.
I feel her eyes, they are wide with excitement and fear.
I feel her heart, for it cries when the horns are too near.
I will be bold, brave, and swift will I be
And I will be numero uno, torero fino.
She'll dream tonight of me.

Ole, ole, ole! (Husted!) Viva el matador!

Good news, Chariot's comin'
Good news, Chariot's comin'
Good news, Chariot's comin'
And I don't want it to leave me behind

Good news, Chariot's comin'
Good news, Chariot's comin'
Good news, Chariot's comin'

Huddie Ledbetter/John Lomax

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

Last Saturday night I got married. Me and my wife settled down.
Now, me and my wife are parted. Gonna take a little stroll downtown.

Seven starving sailors sold their summer homes in Saginaw to search for something better in Rangoon (in Rangoon)
Down where Salty Sam from Turkistan had organized a marching band of Mau Maus in the Crazy Horse Saloon.
They harmonized together singing verses of the netherworld of darkness in an unfamiliar tune
And before the night was over they was a-floatin' down the river with their belly buttons winkin' at the moon.


Oh, isn't it the same the whole world over? People seem to go from bad to worse.
Whether you're a fighter or a lover, Gypsy Rose and I don't give a curse.

Jack Splittard

The hunter, he did cross the plain and then he ventured home again.
The merry, merry feast will soon begin among the leaves so green-o.

Chorus:
Jackie boy, master, sing ye well. Very well. Hey down, hoe down, derry, derry down.
Among the leaves so green-o. To my hey, down, down. Hoe down, down.

Throughout history, there've been many songs written about the eternal
triangle.
The next one tells a story of a Mister Grayson,
a beautiful woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley.
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!

Frankie and Johnnie were sweethearts
They had a quarrel one day
Johnny vowed he would leave her
He said he was going away
Never coming home, goin' away to roam
Frankie begged and she pleaded
"My love Johnny please stay"
"Now, oh, my honey, I've done you wrong