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I'll tell you the story of Billy the Kid,
And I'll tell of the things that this young outlaw did
Say out in the west when the country was young
When a gun was your law and your law was your gun

Now the Mexican maidens liked Billy so well
How many he had, no expert could tell
While singing and drinking he come to his end

Bury me beneath the willow
'Neath that weeping willow tree
When she comes she'll find me sleeping
Then perhaps she'll think of me

It's many a night while you're sleeping
Sleeping in your sleeping clothes
I'm a poor boy, broken hearted

Well, the new sher'ff wrote me a letter
Yes, the new sher'ff wrote me a letter
Come up and see me dead or alive
Come up and see me dead or alive
Dead or alive it's a hard road; it's a hard road dead or alive

Well, he even sent me my picture
Yes, he even sent me my picture

Lots of folks back East, they say, is leaving home every day,
Beating the hot old dusty way to the California line.
Cross the desert sands they roll, getting out of that old dust bowl,
They think they're going to a sugar bowl, but here's what they find
Now, the police at the port of entry say,
"You're number fourteen thousand for today."

[Chorus]

I'm a dust bowl refugee,
Just a dust bowl refugee,
From that dust bowl to the peach bowl,
Now that peach fuzz is a-killin' me.

'Cross the mountains to the sea,
Come the wife and kids and me.
It's a hot old dusty highway

I don't want your greenback dollar
I don't want your silver change
All I want is your love darling
Won't you take me back again

Once you was my fond affection
and you thought this world of me
then you left me for another

I've been havin' some hard travelin', I thought you knowed
I've been havin' some hard travelin', way down the road
I've been havin' some hard travelin', hard ramblin', hard gamblin'
Been havin' some hard travelin', Lord

I've been ridin' them fast rattlers, I thought you knowed
I've been ridin' them flat wheelers, way down the road
I've been ridin' them blind passengers, dead-enders, kickin' up cinders

There is a house in this old town,
And that's where my true love lays around.
And he takes other women right down on his knee
And he tells them a little tale he won't tell me.

CHORUS:
It's a-hard and it's hard, ain't it hard
To love one that never did love you?

Hey lolly lolly lolly
Hey lolly lolly lolly low

A married man will keep your secret
A single boy will talk about you

A playin' man will keep your secret
A quiet man will talk about you

Go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby

Do not think about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar

I ain't got no home, I'm just a-roamin' 'round,
Just a wandrin' worker, I go from town to town.
And the police make it hard wherever I may go
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

My brothers and my sisters are stranded on this road,
A hot and dusty road that a million feet have trod;
Rich man took my home and drove me from my door

I ride an old Paint and I lead an old Dan
Goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan
Feed them in the coulees, then water in the draw
Their tails are all matted and their backs are all raw

Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go

There’s a Valley in Spain called Jarama,
It’s a place that we all know so well,
It is there that we gave of our manhood,
And so many of our brave comrades fell.

We are proud of the British Battalion,
And the stand for Madrid that they made,
For they fought like true sons of the soil.

Jesus Christ was a man that traveled through the land
Hard working man and brave
He said to the rich, "Give your goods to the poor"
So they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
Yes, Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand
His followers true and brave
One dirty coward called Judas Iscariot
Laid poor Jesus in His grave

Hurry down, sunshine, see what tomorrow brings
Hurry down, sunshine, see what tomorrow brings
Well, it may bring sunshine and again it may bring rain

Tell me, tell me, baby how can it be
Tell me, tell me, baby, tell me how can it be
You can love everybody, what in the world is wrong with me

Miss Pavlichenko

Miss Pavilichenko[SIC]'s well known to fame;
Russia's your country, fighting is your game;
The whole world will love her for a long time to come,
For more than three hundred nazis fell by your gun.

CHORUS:

I was standing down in New York town one day
Standing down in New York town one day
I was standing down in New York town one day
Singing hey, hey, hey, hey
I was broke and I didn't have a dime
I was broke and I didn't have a dime
Yes, I was broke and I didn't have a dime
Singing hey, hey, hey, hey

It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and westward we rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountain was cold
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
Slept on the ground in the light of your moon
On the edge of the city you'll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the wind

My mother called me to her bedside
These words she said to me
If you don't quit your rambling ways
They're gonna get you in the penitentiary
Gonna get you in the penitentiary poor boy
Gonna get you in the penitentiary
If you don't quit your reckless ways
They're gonna get you in the penitentiary

If you'll gather 'round me, children,
A story I will tell
'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
Oklahoma knew him well.

It was in the town of Shawnee,
A Saturday afternoon,
His wife beside him in his wagon

Ramblin' around your city
Ramblin' around your town
I never see a friend I know
As I go ramblin' 'round, boys
As I go ramblin' 'round
My sweetheart and my parents
I left in my old hometown
I'm out to do the best I can

Roll on, Columbia, roll on
Roll on, Columbia, roll on
Your power is turning our darkness to dawn
So roll on, Columbia, roll on

Green Douglas firs where the waters cut through
Down her wild mountains and canyons she flew
Canadian Northwest to the oceans so blue

Looked down the road, seen my Sally comin'
Thought to my soul I'd kill myself a runnin'.

Goin' down the road and the road's mighty muddy
I'm so drunk that I can't stand steady.

Watermelon, cantaloupe, peach tree puddin'
Ain't half as sweet as my little Sally Goodin.

(My Daddy)

Well, a curly-headed girl with a bright shining smile
Heard the roar of a plane as it sailed through the sky
To her playmates she said, with a bright twinkling eye
My Daddy flies that ship in the sky

My Daddy flies that ship in the sky

Have you heard of a ship called the good Reuben James
Manned by hard fighting men both of honor and fame?
She flew the Stars and Stripes of the land of the free
But tonight she's in her grave on the bottom of the sea

Tell me what were their names, tell me what were their names
Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James?

Did you ever see a hangman tie a slipknot?
Did you ever see a hangman tie a slipknot?
I've seen it many a time and he winds, he winds,
After thirteen times he's got a slipknot.

Tell me will that slipknot slip, no it will not,
Will that slipknot slip, no it will not.
Slip around your neck, but it won't slip back again

Sweet Snow Deer mine, moon's a-shine through the pines
While Mohawks sleep, let us creep through the vale
Your cowboy lover, your heart will cover
Don't hesitate, it is late, ponies wait
For you and me by the trees in the dale
Hear tom-toms beating, let's hit the trail

My pretty Snow Deer, say you will go, dear

Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brm, brrrm b' brrrm
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brrrm b' brrrm
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brrrm b' brrrm
Brrrm brm brm brm brm brm brrrm

Take me riding in the car, car
Take me riding in the car, car
Take you riding in the car, car

Chorus:
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

Have you seen that vigilante man?
Have you seen that vigilante man?
Have you seen that vigilante man?
I been hearin' his name all over the land.

Well, what is a vigilante man?
Tell me, what is a vigilante man?
Has he got a gun and a club in his hand?

It was sad when that great ship went down
Sad when that great ship went down
The cold ocean floor will now be your home
Sad when that great ship went down
It was sad when that great ship went down
Sad when that great ship went down
The cold ocean floor will now be your home
Sad when that great ship went down