The Kingston Trio - New Frontier/ Time To Think (2006) by The Kingston Trio (보컬) on maniadb.com

Some people say I'm a no-count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born travellin' man
Doin' what I think I should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think I should

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

When I was a little baby
My momma said, "Hey son
Travel where you will and grow to be a man
And sing what must be sung, poor boy
Sing what must be sung."

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

Now that I'm a grown man
I've travelled here and there
I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song
The only ones who ever cared, poor boy
The only ones who ever cared

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

Some people say I'm a no-count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born travellin' man
Doin' what I think I should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think I should.

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

I remember when I was a barefooted boy climbing in a sycamore tree.
But now I'm a little older, got a rifle on my shoulder. Some fool made a soldier of me.

Some fool made a soldier of me, ah ha! And I ride in the rough calva'ry.
Got a pretty gal waitin' for me while I rot here in the Army. Some fool made a soldier of me.

I told her we'd marry and build us a home and raise us a big family.
But she's givin' all her charms to a blue uniform. Some fool made a soldier of me.

Some fool made a soldier of me, ah ha! And I ride in the rough calva'ry.
The day's getting' hotter. I'm near out of water. Some fool made a soldier of me.

I told Gen'ral Custer I'm a-dyin' of thirst and the heat is a-getting' to me.
But he said, "Have no fear. There's a big river near." Some fool made a soldier of me.

Some fool made a soldier of me, ah ha! And I ride in the rough calva'ry.
We'll get there in the morn to Little Big Horn.
Hey, Gen'ral Custer. I think I see an Indian over there. Yeah! Ask her if she's got a friend for me!
Some fool made a soldier of me.

Chorus:
You've got a hunger in your heart. You've got a thirst within your soul.
I'm gonna say, "Don't wait for another day. Get to be redeemed."

If your days are dark and your night times are worse. You better read the good book and memorize you a verse.
Some seeds need a-weedin'. Some falls on stone, but the seed that falls on good ground the Lord will call his own.

(Chorus)

Old Noah built an ark and they laughed down the line, but when the flood come, well, old Noah was fine.
If it was to flood now and Gabriel blow'd his horn, where'd you hide your guilty hands with all your pockets gone?

(Chorus)

It's confusion here and the wicked seem to win but the Lord's keepin' tally on the wages of sin.
Whereabouts is your profit? What good is your goal if you win the whole wide world and lose your ever lasting soul?

(Chorus)

Chorus:
Adios, farewell, goodbye, Majicita. My love for you was never my crime. Adios, farewell, goodbye, Senorita.
I'll need the love of a man in his prime.
(2, 3, 4) I'll leave the love of a man in his prime.

I'm a rambler and a gambler, a get rich quick scrambler. I follow the laws that I make own my own.
Had to run to, take my gun to South of the border but I'm not the kind who can live all alone.

(Chorus)

Just a ridin' and a-hidin', my time I was bidin' till I met my love in a small village square.
Took her off right beside me with nothing to guide me. Nothin' but stars shinin' down in her hair.

(Chorus)

Like a fool I adored her, took her back to the border so we could be married till death do us part,
But the posse was a-waitin' and the wild gun of Satan shattered the love in my poor darlin's heart.

(Chorus)

Chorus:
Poor Ellen Smith. How was she found? Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the ground.
Her body was mangled and all cast around and X marks the spot where poor Ellen was found.

They picked up her body, carried it away and now she's a-sleepin' in some lonesome old grave.
Who had the heart and who had the brain to shoot my little Ellen on that cold lonesome plain?

(Chorus)

They picked up their rifles and hunted us down. They found us a-loafin' all 'round town.
The judge may convict me and God knows he can but I know I died as an innocent man.

(Chorus)

The warden has told me that soon I'll be free to go to her grave near that old willow tree.
I'm free from the walls of that prison at last but I'll never be free of my sins from the past.

(Chorus)

Chorus:
My Lord, what a mornin'. (Repeat twice)
When the stars begin to fall.

You will hear the sinners wailin'. (Repeat twice)
When the stars begin to fall.

You will see the golden chariot. (Repeat twice)
When it's comin' through the skies.

(Chorus)

I can hear the Christians singing. (Repeat twice)
When the stars begin to fall.

(Chorus)

Ten years ago, on a cold, dark night
There was someone killed in the town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

The judge said, "Son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die"
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

The scaffold was high, an eternity near.
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But sometimes at night, when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil, she cries o'er my bones
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me
Nobody knows but me

Well, I'm not gonna brag but I been courtin' all my life. They consider me a roguish lad, especially for my size.

Chorus:
And with you, and with you, and with you, Genny Glenn.
I'll take you down to Glasgow Town and dance you home again. (Repeat)

Now, Genny would come a-callin' while there was still some light.
I'd sit her down with a pull or two. She'd stay most all the night.
I'd put my arm around her and then I'd bar the door.
There'd be laughin' and some squealin' like you never heard before.

(Chorus)

Well, a lot of girls would-a liked me and they're pretty, heaven knows.
But there's something about my Genny that keeps me on my toes.
She'd tickle me and squeeze me till I could hardly moan.
Then she'd light out a-runnin' and I'd chase her half way home.

(Chorus)

Well, she wouldn't come to see me for about a week or more.
She'd do it just to tease me 'cause she knew it made me sore.
Then I'd do whiskey drinkin' till the jug was getting dry.
I'd go lookin' for my Genny with a mean look in my eye.

(Chorus)

The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes and the moon and stars were the gift you gave
To the dark and the empty skies, my love, to the dark and the empty skies.

The first time ever I kissed your lips I felt the earth move in my arms like the trembling heart of a captive dove
That was there at my command, my love, that was there at my command.

The first time ever I held you near and felt your heart beat close to mine, I felt a joy to fill the earth
And last until the end of time, my love, and last till the end of time. Our love will last till the end of time.

As I was out walkin' one mornin' for pleasure, I spied a cow puncher a-ridin' along.
His hat was thrown back and his spurs were a-jinglin' and as he approached he was singin' this song:

Chorus:
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie. It's your misfortune and none of my own.
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie. You know that Wyoming will be your new home. (Chorus)

It's early in the spring when they round up the doggies. They mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails.
They round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon. Then send the doggies out on the long tail.

(Chorus)

Your mother was raised a-way down in Texas where the Jimsonweed and the sandburrs grow.
We'll feed you up on prickly pear and cholla and then send you roamin' to old Idaho.

(Chorus)

Chorus:
Some to the rivers and some to the sea. Some to the soil that our fathers made free.
Then on to the stars in the heav'ns for to see. This is the new frontier. This is the new frontier.

Let the word go forth from this day on. A new generation has been born.
Born to the task to keep us free, but proud of the rights of the home country.
This is the new frontier. This is the new frontier.

(Chorus)

Let us begin for it shall take long. Let ev'ry man sing out freedom's song.
Not for ourselves that we take this stand. Now it's the world and the freedom of man.
This is the new frontier. This is the new frontier.

The day will come. It's got to be. The day that we may never see.
When man for man and town for town must bring the peace that shall resound.
This is the new frontier. This is the new frontier.

(Chorus)

Come all you young rebels and list while we sing for the love of one's country is a terrible thing.
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame and it makes us all part of the patriot game.

My name is O'Hannon and I've just gone sixteen. My home is in Monaghan where I was weaned.
I've learned all my life cruel England's to blame and so I'm a part of the patriot game.

It's barely two years since they wandered away and it was with the local battalion of the bold IRA
For they'd read of our heroes and they wanted the same to play their own part in the patriot game.

This Ireland of ours has for long been half-free. Six counties are under John Bull's tyranny.
So, we gave up our boyhood to drill and to train and play our own part in the patriot game.

And now as I lie here, my body all holes, I think of those traitors who bargained in souls.
I wish that my rifle had given the same to those Quislings who sold out the patriot game.

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,
And it's on down the new road, lookin' for a job. This travelin' nook in my head.

I stood for the union and walked in the line and fought against the company.
I stood for the U. M. W. of A. Now, who's gonna stand for me?
I've got no house and I got no job, just got a worried soul
And a blue tattoo on the side of my head left by the number nine coal. Left by the number nine coal.

Some day when I'm dead and gone to heaven, the land of my dreams.
I won't have to worry on losin' my job, on bad times and big machines.
I ain't gonna pay my money away on dues or hospital plans.
I'm gonna pick coal where the blue heavens roll and sing with the angel band.

Chorus:
Go to sleep, you weary hobo. Watch the towns go drifting by. Can't you hear the rails a-singin'? That's the hobo's lullaby.

Don't you worry about tomorrow. Let tomorrows come and go.
Tonight you've got a nice, warm boxcar, free from all the wind and snow.

(Chorus)

I know the police cause you trouble. They cause trouble everywhere,
But when you die and go to heaven, there'll be no policemen there.

(Chorus)

Can't you hear the rails a-singin', ooh? That's the hobo's lullaby.

Adieu, Emile, my trusted friend,
We've known each other since we were nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills and trees,
Learned of love and A B Cs,
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Adieu, Emile, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that the Spring is in the air
Pretty girls are ev'rywhere.
Think of me and I'll be there.

We had joy. We had fun.
We had seasons in the sun,
But the hills we would climb
Were just seasons out of time.

Adieu, Papa, please pray for me.
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
Wonder how I got along.
Adieu, Papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that the Spring is in the air
Little children ev'rywhere.
When you see them, I'll be there.

We had joy. We had fun.
We had seasons in the sun,
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.

Adieu, Francoise, my trusted wife,
Without you I'd have had a lonely life.
You cheated lots of times but then,
I forgave you in the end
Though your lover was my friend.
Adieu, Francoise, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that the spring is in the air
With your lovers ev'rywhere;
Just be careful, I'll be there.

All our lives we had fun.
We had seasons in the sun,
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.

Adieu, Emile.
Adieu, Papa.
Adieu, Francoise.

We had joy. We had fun.
We had seasons in the sun,
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.

All our lives, we had fun.
We had seasons in the sun,
But the stars we could reach
were just starfish on the beach.

He's gone away for to stay a little while but he's comin' back if he goes ten thousand miles.

Who are these seven men whose path leads them so far and shake our minds to wonder who they are?
They scout the new frontier to find the surest way and they look to us for they have shown the way.

They're gone away for to stay a little while but they're comin' back if they go ten thousand miles.

What is there left to look to that yet has not been done. What West is there if all the Wests are won?
Look not back o'er your shoulder but high above your head. These seven men have shown the way.
These seven men have said,

"We've gone away for to stay a little while but we're comin' back if we go ten thousand miles. We're gone, gone away."

Time to let the rain fall without the help of man. Time to let the trees grow tall. Now, if they only can.
Time to let our children live in a land that's free. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.

Time to blow the smoke away and look at the sky again. Time to let our friends know we'd like to begin again.
Time to send a message across the land and sea. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.

Strong and weak, mild and meek, no more hide and seek.
Time to see the fairness of a children's game. Time for men to stop and learn to do the same.
Time to make our minds up if the world at last will be. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.

The crops are all in and the peaches are rott'ning.
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps.
They're flying them back to the Mexico border
To take all their money to wade back again.

Chorus:
Goodbye to my Juan, farewell Roselita,
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria.
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane.
All they will call you is just deportee.

My father's own father, he waded that river.
They took all the money he made in his life.
It's six hundred miles to the Mexican border
And they chased him like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.

The airplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon,
A great ball of fire that shook all the hills.
Who are these friends who are falling like dry leaves?
The radio said, "They're just deportees."

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can raise our good crops?
To fall like dry leaves and rot on our topsoil
And be known by no name except deportee.

(Chorus)

Chorus:
No one to talk my troubles to. (Repeat)

I remember when you were lookin' up at me as though I was the only one you'd ever want to see.

(Chorus)

Now I'm getting' older and I think of what I've done. It hurts to think of good times, so I'll dream of days to come.

(Chorus)

Somewhere, I know, there's a girl I'd like to see. She may not be all I'd like her to be.
Someone to talk my troubles to. Someone to talk my troubles to.

Sometimes, I don't know what to say. Sometimes I don't know what to do.
Someone to talk my troubles to. Someone to talk my troubles to.

They told me doncha go down to that city. Don't you go down to that city, I say.
For there's trouble there for sure and it's no concern of yours and it's all I have to hear them people say.

Chorus:
If you don't look around, you won't see my a-goin', see me a-goin' that way.
If you don't look around, you'll have no way of knowin'. I don't think you even know what I say.

And I saw children just walkin' 'long and singin' when a voice from behind me rang through.
Then I saw an ugly man with a mad dog in his hand. He said, "Stand right there. I'll turn him loose on you."

(Chorus)

So don't tell me there ain't no time for singin' 'cause I don't need no empty words from you.
If they're sayin' who ain't free then they're sayin' it right to me. So, go back home. I'll wake you when we're through.

(Chorus)

Where are you going, my little one, little one? Where are you going, my baby, my own?
Turn around and you're two. Turn around and you're four. Turn around and you're a young girl going out of the door.

Turn around. Turn around. Turn around and you're a young girl going out of the door.

Where are you going, my little one, little one? Little dirndls and petticoats, where have you gone?
Turn around and you're tiny. Turn around and you're grown. Turn around and you're a your wife with babes of your own.

Turn around. Turn around. Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own. (Repeat line)

When you sit and wonder why things have gone so wrong and you wish someone would tell us where our friend has gone.
Look then in the hills when there's courage in the wind and in the face of freedom and those who look to him.
And search within the heart of ev'ry young man with a song then I think we'll know where our friend has gone.

Summer takes the winter as the good years take the pain. There'll be laughter in the land again but hearts won't be the same.
And I know I'll remember when a chill wind takes the sky and speak of the years he gave us hope for they will never die.
And as we gaze at brave young men when yesterdays grow long, then I think we'll know where our friend has gone.

When you sit and wonder why things have gone so wrong. It's then that we'll remember where our friend has gone.

Last night I had the strangest dream I never dreamed before. I dreamed the world had all agreed to put an end to war.

I dreamed I saw a mighty room and the room was filled with men
And the papers they were signing said they'd never fight again
And when the papers were all signed and a million copies made,
They all joined hands and bowed their heads and grateful prayers were raised
And the people in the streets below were dancing 'round and 'round
And guns and swords and uniforms were scattered on the ground.

Last night I had the strangest dream I never dreamed before. I dreamed the world had all agreed to put an end to war.

Some people say I'm a no-count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born travellin' man
Doin' what I think I should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think I should

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

When I was a little baby
My momma said, "Hey son
Travel where you will and grow to be a man
And sing what must be sung, poor boy
Sing what must be sung."

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

Now that I'm a grown man
I've travelled here and there
I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song
The only ones who ever cared, poor boy
The only ones who ever cared

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

Some people say I'm a no-count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born travellin' man
Doin' what I think I should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think I should.

And I don't give a damn about a Greenback a-dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand

The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand