All The Good Times Are Past And Gone

I wish to the lord I'd never been born
Or died when I was young
I never would have seen your sparkling blue eyes
Or heard your lying tongue

   All the good times are past and gone
   All the good times are o'er
   All the good times are past and gone
   Little darling don't weep no more

Don't you see that turtle dove
That flies from pine to pine
He's mourning for his own true love
Just like I mourn for mine

Chorus

Come back, come back my own true love
And stay awhile with me
For if ever I've had a friend in this world
You've been that friend to me

 

 

 

Blue Ridge Cabin Home

There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside
Where I wandered when I was a lad
And I wandered alone to the place I call home
In those Blueridge hills far away

   Oh I love those hills of old Virginia
   From those Blueridge hills I did roam
   When I die won't you bury me on the mountain
   Far away near my Blueridge mountain home

Now my thoughts wander back to that ramshackle shack
In those blue ridge hills far away
Where my mother and dad were laid there to rest
They are sleeping in peace together there

Chorus

I return to that old cabin home with the sigh
I've been longing for days gone by
When I die won't you bury me on that old mountain side
Make my resting place upon the hills so high

 

 

Bury Me Beneath The Willow

   Oh, bury me beneath the willow
   Under the weeping willow tree
   So she will know where I am sleeping
   And perhaps she'll weep for me

My heart is sad I am lonely
For the only one I love
When shall I see her oh no never
'Til we meet in heaven above

Chorus

She told me that she dearly loved me
How could I believe it true
Until the angels softly whispered
She will prove untrue to you

Chorus

Tomorrow was to be our wedding
God oh God where can she be
She's out a courting with another
And no longer cares for me

 

 

Columbus Stockade Blues

Way down in Columbus, Georgia
Want to be back in Tennessee
Way down in Columbus Stockade
Friends all turned their backs on me

   Go and leave me if you wish to
   Never let it cross your mind
   If in your heart you love another
   Leave me little darling, I don't mind

Last night as I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms
When I awoke I was mistaken
I was peering through the bars

Chorus

Many a night with you I've rambled
Many an hour with you I've spent
Thought I had your heart forever
Now I find it's only lent

 

 

Cotton Eyed Joe

Do you remember Long time ago
Daddy worked a man called Cotton Eyed Joe
Daddy worked a man called Cotton Eyed Joe

I could have been married long time ago
If it hadn't 'a been for Cotton Eyed Joe
If it hadn't 'a been for Cotton Eyed Joe

Old bull fiddle and a shoe-string bow
Wouldn't play nothin' but Cotton Eyed Joe
Wouldn't play nothin' but Cotton Eyed Joe

Play it fast or play it slow
Didn't play nothing but Cotton Eyed Joe
Didn't play nothing but Cotton Eyed Joe

Where do you come from where do you go
Where do you come from Cotton Eyed Joe
Where do you come from Cotton Eyed Joe

Come for to see you come for to sing
Come for to show you my diamond ring
Come for to show you my diamond ring

 

 

Cripple Creek

I got a girl and she loves me
She's as sweet as sweet can be
She's got eyes of baby blue
Makes my gun shoot straight and true.

   Goin' up Cripple Creek goin' in a run
   Goin' up Cripple Creek to have some fun.

Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep
I'll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep
Roll my breeches to my knees
I'll wade ol' Cripple Creek when I please

Chorus

I went down to Cripple Creek
To see what them girls had to eat
I got drunk and fell against the wall
Old corn likker was the cause of it all

 

 

Don't Let Your Deal Go Down

Well, I've been all around this whole wide world
Been down to sunny Alabam
My mama always told me, Son
Never let your deal go down

   Don't let your deal go down
   Don't let your deal go down
   Don't let your deal go down
   Till your last gold dollar is gone

Well, the last time I seen that gal of mine
She was standing in the door
She said honey I'll be a long time gone
You'll never see your gal no more

Chorus

Well, I'm going sown the railroad track
Gonna take my rocking chair
If there doggone blues don't leave my mind
I'm gonna run away from here

 

 

Groundhog

Way down yonder in the forks of the branch
Way down yonder in the forks of the branch
The old sow whistles and the little pigs dance
Groundhog, groundhog

Well come on Grandpa get your dog
Come on Grandpa get your dog
We're going up the holler to catch a groundhog
Groundhog, groundhog

Well yonder comes Jimmy with a ten foot pole
Yonder comes Jimmy with a ten foot pole
Twist that groundhog out of his hole
Groundhog, groundhog

Well come on Pappy bring your gun
Come on Pappy bring your gun
We got that groundhog on the run
Groundhog, groundhog

Well yonder comes Sally with a snicker and a grin
Yonder comes Sally with a snicker and a grin
Groundhog grease all over her chin
Groundhog, groundhog

 

 

I'll Fly Away

Some bright morning when this life is over
I'll fly away
To that home on God's celestial shore
I'll fly away 

   I'll fly away oh glory
   I'll fly away (in the morning)
   When I die hallelujah by and by
   I'll fly away 

When the shadows of this life have gone
I'll fly away
Like a bird from these prison walls I'll fly
I'll fly away 

Chorus

Oh how glad and happy when we meet
I'll fly away
No more cold iron shackles on my feet
I'll fly away

Chorus

Just a few more weary days and then
I'll fly away
To a land where joys will never end
I'll fly away

 

 

John Hardy

John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot down a man on that West Virginia line
You ought a seen John Hardy getting away
You ought to seen John Hardy getting away

John Hardy stood in that old barroom
So drunk that he could not see
And a man walked up and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me 

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
The tears running down from his eyes
He said I've been the death of many a poor boy
But my six-shooters never told a lie
No, my six-shooters never told a lie

The first one to visit John Hardy in his cell
Was a little girl dressed in blue
She came down to that old jail cell
She said Johnny, I've been true to you God knows
Johnny, I've been true to you 

The next one to Visit John Hardy in his cell
Was a little girl dressed in red
She come down to that old jail cell
She said, Johnny, I had rather see you dead
Well, Johnny, I had rather see you dead 

I've been to the East and I've been to the West
I've traveled this wide world around
I've been to that river and I've been baptized
So take me to my burying ground
So take me to my burying ground 

John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot down a man on the West Virginia line
You ought to seen old John Hardy getting away
You ought to seen old John Hardy getting away

 

 

John Henry

John Henry was a little baby boy
You could hold him on the palm of your hand
And his Papa cried out this lonesome farewell
Son you're gonna be a steel driving man lord, lord
Son you're gonna be a steel driving man

John Henry went up on the mountain
Looked down on the other side
Lord the mountain was so tall John Henry was so small
He laid down his hammer and he cried poor boy
Laid down his hammer and he cried

John Henry walked through the tunnel
Had his captain by his side
The last words that John Henry said was bring me
Cool drink of what ‘for I die lord, lord
Cool drink of what ‘for I die

Talk about John Henry as much as you please
Say and do all that you can
There never was born in these United States
No such a steel driving man lord, lord
No such a steel driving man

John Henry told his captain
I want to go to bed
Lord fix me a pallet, I want to lay down
Got a mighty roaring in my head lord, lord
Mighty roaring in my head

 

 

Little Maggie

Oh yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hands
She's drinking away her troubles
She's a courting some other man

Oh how can I ever stand it
Just to see them two blue eyes
A shining in the moonlight
Like two diamonds in the sky

Last time a saw little Maggie
She was sitting on the banks of the sea
With a forty-four around her
And a banjo on her knee

Lay down your last gold dollar
Lay down your gold watch and chain
Little Maggie's gonna dance for daddy
Listen to that old banjo ring

Pretty flowers were made for blooming
Pretty stars were made to shine
Pretty women were made for loving
Little Maggie was made for mine

 

 

Lonesome Road Blues

   I'm going down this road feeling bad
   I'm going down this road feeling bad
   I'm going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
   And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees
Down in the jailhouse on my knees, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

They feed me on corn bread and beans
They feed me on corn bread and beans
They feed me on corn bread and beans, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

Got two dollar shoes on my feet
Got two dollar shoes on my feet
Two dollar shoes they hurt my feet, lord, lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot, Great God
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

I'm going where the weather fits my clothes
I'm going where the weather fits my clothes
I'm going where the weather fits my clothes, lord lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

 

 

Nine Pound Hammer

This nine pound hammer is a little too heavy
For my size, Buddy for my size

   Roll on buddy, don't you roll so slow
   How can I roll, when the wheels won't roll

I'm going to the mountain, just to see my baby
And I ain't coming back, no I ain't coming back 

There ain't one hammer, down in this tunnel
That can ring like mine, that can ring like mine

   Rings like silver, shines like gold
   Rings like silver, shines like gold

This old hammer, it killed John Henry
Ain't gonna kill me, ain't gonna kill me

It's a long way to Harlan, and a long way to Hazard
Just to get a little booze, just to get a little booze

Buddy when I'm log gone, won't you make my tombstone
Out of number nine coal, out of number nine coal

 

 

Old Home Place

It's been ten long years since I left my home
In the hollow where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
And the foxhunter blows his horn

I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill or two

   What have they done to the old home place
   Why did they tear it down
   And why did I leave the plow in the field
   And look for a job in the town

Well my girl she ran off with somebody else
The taverns took all my pay
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away

Now the geese they fly south and the cold wind blows
As I stand here and hang my head
I've lost my love I've lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead

 

 

Pig In A Pen

   I got a pig at home in a pen
   Corn to feed him on
   All I need's a pretty little girl
   To feed I'm when I'm gone 

Going up on a mountain
To sow a little cane
Raise a barrel of sorghum
Sweet little Liza Jane 

Chorus

Black clouds arising
Sure sign of rain
Put that old gray bonnet
On little Liza Jane 

Chorus

Yonder comes that gal of mine
How do you think I know
Know her by that gingham gown
Hanging down so low

Chorus

Bake them biscuits baby
Bake em good and brown
When you get them biscuits baked
We're Alabama bound

 

 

Salty Dog

Standing on the corner with the lowdown blues
A great big hole in the bottom of my shoes
Honey let me be your salty dog

   Let me be your salty dog
   Or I won't be your man at all
   Honey let me be your salty dog

Look it here Sal, I know you
Run down stocking and a wore out shoe
Honey let me be your salty dog

Chorus

Down in the wildwood sitting on a log
Finger on the trigger and an eye on the hog
Honey let me be your salty dog

Chorus

Pulled the trigger and the gun set go
The shot fell over in Mexico
Honey let me be your salty dog

 

 

Sitting On Top Of The World

It was in the spring one sunny day
My good gal left me Lord she went away 

   And now she's gone but I don't worry
   'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world 

She called me up from down in El paso
Said come back, daddy, Lord I need you so 

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Show me a woman a man can trust 

Mississippi River, long, deep and wide
The woman I'm loving is on the other side 

You don't like my peaches, don't you shake my tree
Get out of my orchard, let my peaches be 

Don't you come here running, holding out your hand
I'll get me a woman like you got your man

 

 

Wreck Of The Old Ninety-Seven

Well, they gave him his orders in Monroe, Virginia
Saying Steve you are way behind time
This is not thirty eight, but it's old ninety seven
You must put her into Spencer on time

He turned and said to his tired greasy fireman
Shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross the White Oak Mountain
You can watch old Ninety-Seven roll

It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
On a line on a three mile grade
It was on this grade that he lost his leverage
You can see what a jump he made

He was going down the grade making ninety miles an hour
When his whistle broke into a scream
They found him in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
He was scalded to death by the steam

Now all you ladies you must take warning
From this time now on learn
Never speak harsh words to your true loving husband
He may leave you and never return

 

 

Will The Circle Be Unbroken

I was standing by the window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rolling
To carry my mother away

   Will the circle be unbroken
   Bye and bye Lord bye and bye
   There's a better home a waiting
   In the sky Lord in the sky

I said to the undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For that body you are carrying
Lord I hate to see her go

Chorus

Well I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in that grave 

Chorus

I went back home Lord that home was lonesome
Since my mother, she was gone
All my brothers and sisters crying
What a home so sad and alone