(Bob Dylan) Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat uncovering the cross roads I am standing at Or maybe it's the weather or something like that
That's the time. That's the time I love the best. Freedom is a word I rarely use without thinking, uh huh, without thinking, uh huh. 'Bout the time ('bout the time
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. [Chorus] Yeah,
(Bob Dylan) Down the street the dogs are barking and the day is getting dark. As the night comes in a-falling, all the dogs lose their bark, And the
(Danny Thompson) We went one day about a month ago (a-ha-ha) To have a little fu-un (a-ha) Mexico We ended up in a gambling spot (oh yeah) a-ha-ha Where
(Bob Dylan) If today was not an endless highway. If tonight was not a crooked trail. If tomorrow wasn't such a long time then lonesome would mean nothing
(Paul Campbell) I am a roving gambler. I've gambled all around. Whenever I see a deck of cards, I lay my money down. I lay my money down. I hadn't
I thought you knowed. I been hittin' that sixty-six, way down the road. Well, a heavy load and a worried mind, I a-lookin' for a woman that is hard to
(Gordon Lightfoot) [Chorus:] In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand, with an achin' in my heart and my pockets full of sand. I'm a long
(Fred Geis) Well, no matter where I wandered I know I'll always find a welcome at the end of every journey. There'll be friendly people waitin'. [Chorus
(Pete Seeger) Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing. Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago. Where have all the flowers gone? Young
(Dave Guard) Scotch and soda, mud in your eye. Baby, do I feel high, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high. Dry martini, jigger of gin. Oh, what a spell you
(Paul Campbell) Hey! We are following the footsteps of those who've gone before and we'll all be reunited on that new and sunlit shore. [Chorus:] Oh
In the jungle, the mighty jungle The lion sleeps tonight In the jungle the quiet jungle The lion sleeps tonight Near the village the peaceful village
history There've 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
(Jack Splittard) [Chorus:] Getaway, getaway, getaway, getaway, Poor John. John Hardy was a fightin' man, carried a razor ev'ry day. He killed a man
love lays around. She sits down upon another's knee (do tell) and tells him what she never will tell me. [Chorus] The first time I seen my true love she was a
the garment thin that fastens on with a safety pin To a prize I had no wish to win. It's a lasting memory that my true love gave to me.