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The Kingston Trio Album



1961
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John Stewart

Chorus:
Comin' from the mountains, across the Northern plains. It's off to California,
then back again to Maine.
Singin' a song that you all know, then let your voices go. So sing it out, my
brothers, wherever we may go.

We traveled here, we traveled there, we traveled ev'rywhere. We go by air, we
go by rail, any place they pay us scale.
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go

(chorus)

The folk group has a banjo because it's really in. I'll let you hear my banjo
ring when I learn to play the thing!
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go

(chorus)

The boys with Davy Crockett who died at the Alamo, I heard them say when they
attacked, "I knew this room would kill the act!"
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go

(chorus twice)

. . .


John Phillips

Chorus:
Just a-singin', (Once again now,) (Just a-singin',) (A-singin',) Ooo, sail away. Ooo, sail away.

A man would be a fool to spend all his money and have to go to sea once more.
But when those brown skin gals start callin' you honey, you'll be a sailin' from that shore.

Chorus

When we hit Trinidad, was there I met Marni. Don't you know we started drinkin' rum.
But now I feel so bad. She took all my money and now I sail with the mornin' sun.

So all ye sailor lads who want to go sportin', mark ye well what I do say.
Don't trust them brown skin gals. They'll be your misfortune. You'll be at sea till your dyin' day.

Chorus

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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart

I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am. Had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them.
But as for sister Sarah, you know she hasn't many. And if you knew her heart, she'd grateful for any.

Chorus:
Come a lands man, a pins man, a tinker or a tailor; doctor, a lawyer, soldier, or sailor.
A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty, don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity.

We had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen. By the time she was sixteen years old she was taken.
By the time she was eighteen, a son and a daughter. Sarah's almost twenty-nine, never had an offer.

(Chorus)

She never would be scoldin'. She never would be jealous. Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse.
He was there a-spendin'. She'd be home a-savin' and I leave it up to you if she is not worth havin'.

(Chorus)

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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart

Note sounded like a pitch pipe--"Thank you, Sister."

Chorus:
Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn. (Repeat)
Didn't Pharaoh's army get (hut!) drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep. (Repeat first time)

Well, Satan got mad and he knows I'm glad. Missed that soul that he thought he had.
Now, didn't Pharaoh's army get drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep.

(Chorus)

Well, one of these nights around twelve o'clock, this old town's gonna really rock.
Didn't Pharaoh's army get drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep.

(Chorus)

Cheer up, sisters and don't you cry. There'll be good times bye and bye.
Didn't Pharaoh's army get drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep.

(Chorus twice)

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Leo Maguire

The gypsy rover came over the hill. Down through the valley so shady.
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady.

Chorus:
Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee.
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father's castle gate. Left her own fond lover.
Left her servants and her estate to follow the gypsy rover.

(Chorus)

Her father saddled his fastest steed. Searched these valleys all over.
Seeking his daughter at great speed and the whistlin' gypsy rover.

(Chorus)

At last he came to a castle gate along the river Claydee,
And there was music and there was wine for the gypsy and his lady

(Chorus)

"He is no gypsy, my father," she said. "But lord of these lands all over.
And I will stay till my dying day with the whistlin' gypsy rover.

Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee.
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang, till the green woods rang, till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

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Massie Patterson/Lionel Belasco

O ken karanga, O ken karanga karanga, yea, yea, O ba ri bo, O ken karanga re.(Repeat)

O ken ka ri O ba ri bo, Hoh yeh (hoh yeh) Hoh yah (hoh yah) (Repeat)

Ee ba re ba ri be ma. Ee ba re ba ri be ma. Ee ba re ba ri be ma, yang gah!

. . .


Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/Nick Reynolds

(Recitation) Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment. They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries, truffles, rutabagas, and roots of all sorts. Put yourself in their place...you'da been mean too!

When Jesse James was a lad he killed many-a man. He robbed the Glendale train.
And the people they did say for many miles away. It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James.

Chorus:
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life, three children, they were brave.
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard has laid poor Jesse in his grave.

It was on a Saturday night if I remember right when they robbed that Glendale train.
It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the spoils and he carried Jesse's monies away.

(Chorus)

He was standin' on a chair just a-dustin' pictures there. He thought he heard a noise (Yeah, what did he do?)
When he turned his head around, why that bullet smacked him down and it laid poor Jesse on the floor.

(Chorus)

Jesse robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich. He never did a friendly thing.
And when his best friend died he was right there by her side and he lifted off her golden wedding ring.

(Chorus)

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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart

The Virgin Mary had a baby boy (repeat twice)
And they say that His name was Jesus.

Chorus:
(He come down) He come from the glory. (He come down) He come from the glorious a-Kingdom. (Repeat)
Oh, yes, believe us. Oh, yes, believe us. Oh, yes, believe us. He come from the glorious Kingdom.

Was born in a town called Bethlehem. (repeat twice)
And they say that His name was Jesus.

(Chorus)

Was sent to us from Our Father above. (repeat twice)
And they say that His name was Jesus.

(Chorus)

. . .


John Stewart

I thought I'd spend a week or two where we went last year. The little cottage and the lake that we held so dear.
But the trees all seemed much greener, much greener than this year. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here.
And the stars all lost their glitter. They were so full of cheer. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here.

Even the old caretaker who brought us from the train says this year just hasn't, it hasn't been the same.
And the winds across the meadow seem to hide a tear. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here.

(Hum line about caretaker)?it hasn't been the same. (Repeat last line)

. . .


Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart

Taku wai uri oro nei tupu tapu kino nrie. Au we te mataku e, Kare, kare, ka maatu e, Kare, kare, ka maatu e
Karu, karu, karu, karu, kati Iave, Karu, karu, karu, karu, kate Iave. Karu, karu, karu, karu, kate Iave, Ka haire ki te ora mo.
Kare, kare, Ka maatu e, Kare, kare, Ka maatu e, Karu, karu, karu, kate Iave,
Karu, karu, karu, karu, ka maatu e, Karu, karu, karu, karu, kate Iave, Ka haire ki te oara mo
Tuku wai uri oro nei tupu tapu kino nrie. Auwe te nataku e Kamo. Tuku wai uri oro nei tupu tapu kino nrie.

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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart

Chorus:
Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree. When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe then, she'll think of me.
My heart is sad and I am lonely. Dreaming of the one that I love.
When will I see her? I know not when, not unless it's up in heaven above.

(Chorus)

She told me that she really loved me. How could I believe her untrue
When all the angels seemed to whisper she will prove untrue to you?

(Chorus)

Maybe then she'll think of me. Ooooo.

. . .


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

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

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

One hundred men went down to their dark and watery graves.
When that good ship went down, only forty-four were saved.
'Twas the last day of October they saved forty-four
From the dark, icy water of that cold Iceland shore.

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

It was there in the dark of that cold and watery night.
They watched for the U-boats and they waited for a fight.
Then a whine and a rock and a great explosion's roar.
They lay the Reuben James on that cold ocean floor.

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

Many years have passed since those brave men are gone.
Those cold, icy waters, they're still and they're calm.
Many years have passed and still I wonder why
The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die!

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

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