Peter Yarrow

Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey ho, nobody home, Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey Ho, nobody home.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow.
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
we wish you ten times more.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin.
I have a little pocket to put a penny in.
If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha' penny then God bless you.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace..
This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill who could blame me, cry my fill
Every tear would turn a mill, Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

I sold my flax, I sold my wheel, to buy my love a sword of steel
So it in battle he might wield, Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

Oh my baby, oh, my love, gone the rainbow, gone the dove.
Your father was my only love Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called
Hanalee.
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff and brought
him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff

Oh, Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called
Hanalee.
Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called
Hanalee.

together they would travel on a boat with billowed
sails.
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princess would bow when there
they came.
Pirate ships would lower their flads when Puff
roared out his name.

Oh, Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called
Hanalee.
Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called
Hanalee.

I'm goin' down that highway, goin' to another town.
Baby when I find what I'm looking for, well then maybe I'll settle down.

Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.
Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.

I worked my way from Boston to that San Francisco Bay
Baby what I was looking for, I couldn't find along the way.

Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.
Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.

Never been contented no matter where I roam
It ain't no fun to see a settin' sun when you're far away from home.

Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.
Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.

I've worked in the mills of Pittsburgh, in the hills of Tennessee,
Baby all I want is to find a job that will set my mind at ease.

Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.
Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.

Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.
Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town
Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.

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.

I roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was singing
This land was made for you and me!

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 went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me those golden valleys
This land was made for you and me!

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 the sun was shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving, and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting, a voice was saying
″This land was made for you and me!″

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.

Tell me why you′re crying, my son
I know you′re frightened, like everyone
Is it the thunder in the distance you fear?
Will it help if I stay very near?
I am here.

Refrain:
And if you take my hand my son
All will be well when the day is done.
And if you take my hand my son
All will be well when the day is done.
Day is done, Day is done
Day is done, Day is done

Do you ask why I′m sighing, my son?
You shall inherit what mankind has done.
In a world filled with sorrow and woe
If you ask me why this is so, I really don′t know.

(Refrain)

Tell me why you′re smiling my son
Is there a secret you can tell everyone?
Do you know more than men that are wise?
Can you see what we all must disguise
through your loving eyes?

(Refrain)

Hi said the little leatherwing bat
I'll tell to you the reason that
the reason that I fly by night
Its because I lost my hearts delight

* Howdy Dowdy Diddle Um day
Howdy Dowdy Diddle Um day
Howdy Dowdy Diddle Um day
Hay a leely liley lo

Hi said the blackbird sittin' on a chair
A once I courted a lady fair
She proved fickle and turned her back

* Repeat

Hi said the Woodpecker sittin' on a fence
Once I courted a handsome wench
She got scared and from me fled
and ever since then my head's been red

* Repeat

Hi said the little turtle dove
I'll tell you how to win her love
court her night and court her day
never gire her time to say 'oh ,nay'

* Repeat

Hi said the bluejay and away he flew
if I were a young man I'd have tow
if one were faithless and change to go
I'd add the other string to my bow

* Repeat

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff

* Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the Autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee

Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff called out his name, O

* Repeat

A dragon lives forever but not so little girls and boys
Painted wings and giants' rings make way for other toys
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane
Without his life-long friend Puff could not be brave
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave

* Repeat

Puff the magic dragon LIVES by the sea (present tense!)
And frolicks in the Autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee
Puff the magic dragon LIVES by the sea (present tense!)
And frolicks in the Autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee

I never loved a woman that I ever could forget.
Every day is another chain unbound.
Love is the only sun that I know will never set.
Every day is another chain unbound.
Everyone must play the fool so not the fool to be.
Fooler of myself, you've got a long hold on me.

I would retreat to silence, but a madman's tears are real.
Every day is another chain unbound.
And I would trade the galaxy for a turning potter's wheel.
Every day is another chain unbound.

Everyone must play the fool so not the fool to be.
Fooler of myself, you've got a long hold on me.

I see myself in someone else, and no one else is me.
Every day is another chain unbound.
And when your eyes receive me, that's the only time I'm free.
Every day is another chain unbound,
Every day is another chain unbound.

If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,
a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four,
Lord I'm 500 miles from my home.
500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles
Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home.

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
Lord I can't go a-home this a-way
This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way,
Lord I can't go a-home this a-way.

If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

The Cruel War is raging, Johnny has to fight
I want to be with him from morning to night.
I want to be with him, it grieves my heart so,
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.

Tomorrow is Sunday, Monday is the day
that your Captain will call you and you must obey.
Your captain will call you it grieves my heart so,
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.

I'll tie back my hair, men's clothing I'll put on,
I'll pass as your comrade, as we march along.
I'll pass as your comrade, no one will ever know.
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.

Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, I fear you are unkind
I love you far better than all of mankind.
I love you far better than words can e're express
Won't you let me go with you?
Yes, my love, yes.

Yes, My Love, Yes.

If I had a hammer,
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening,
All over this land

I'd hammer out danger,
I'd hammer out a warning,
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

If I had a bell,
I'd ring it in the morning,
I'd ring it in the evening,
All over this land

I'd ring out danger,
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

If I had a song,
I'd sing it in the morning,
I'd sing it in the evening,
All over this land

I'd sing out danger,
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

Well I got a hammer,
And I got a bell,
And I got a song to sing, all over this land.

It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
'Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree.'
'Don't put your faith in love, my boy', my father said to me,
'I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree.'

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.
We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
the music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.
A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you:

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen troubles all my day
I'm goin' back to California,
Place where I was partly raised.

All through this world,
I'm bound to ramble.
Through storm and wind,
Through sleet and rain

I'm bound to ride,
That northern railroad.
Perhaps I'll take
The very next train.

Your friends, they say
I am a stranger
You'll never see
My face no more

There is just one
Promise that's given
We'll sail on
God's golden shore

I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen troubles all my day
I'm goin' back to California,
Place where I was partly raised.

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 girls have picked them everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?
Where have all the young girls gone, long time ago?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Gone for husbands everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the husbands gone, long time passing?
Where have all the husbands gone, long time ago?
Where have all the husbands gone?
Gone for soldiers everyone
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time ago?
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Gone to flowers, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

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 girls have picked them everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
Oh, when will they ever learn?

All my trials Lord, soon be over.
>Hush little baby, don't you cry
>You know your mama was born to die
>All my trials, Lord, soon be over

Too late my brothers, too late, but never mind.
All my trials Lord, soon be over.


I had a little book was given to me,
And every page spelled Liberty.
All my trials Lord, soon be over.

If religion were a thing that money could buy,
The rich would live and the poor would die.
All my trials Lord, soon be over.


>The river Jordan is chilly and cold
>It chills the body but warms the soul
> All my trials, Lord, soon be over

There is a tree in Paradise
The Pilgrims call it 'The Tree Of Life'
All my trials Lord, soon be over.

Too late my brothers, too late, but never mind.
All my trials Lord, soon be over.
All my trials Lord, soon be over.

Blowin’ in the wind

How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take 'til he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry, go to sleep you little baby.
When you wake you shall have all the pretty little horses.
Dapples and greys, pintos and bays, all the pretty little horses.

Way down yonder, in the meadow,
poor little baby cryin, 'mama';
Birds and the butterflies flutter round his eyes,
poor little baby cryin' 'mama'.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry, go to sleep you little baby.
When you wake you shall have all the pretty little horses.
Dapples and greys, pintos and bays, all the pretty little horses.

Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.

His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold.
And the worth of his saddle has never been told.

Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and Stewball was there
But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare.

And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all,
Came a-prancin′ and a-dancin′ my noble Stewball.

I bet on the grey mare, I bet on the bay
If I′d have bet on ol′ Stewball, I′d be a free man today.

Oh the hoot owl, she hollers, and the turtle dove moans.
I′m a poor boy in trouble, I′m a long way from home.

Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water,he always drank wine.

Chorus:
Go tell it on the mountain, over the hill and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain, to let My people go.

Who's that yonder dressed in red, let My people go
Must be the children that Moses led, let My people go
Who's that yonder dressed in red,
Must be the children that Moses led
Go tell it on the mountain, to let My people go.

(Chorus)

Who's that yonder dressed in white, let My people go
Must be the children of the Israelite, let My people go
Who's that yonder dressed in white,
Must be the children of the Israelite
Go tell it on the mountain, to let My people go

(Chorus)

Who's that yonder dressed in black, let My people go
Must be the hypocrites turnin' back, let My people go
Who's that yonder dressed in black,
Must be the hypocrites turnin' back

(Chorus)

I got those blues where my baby
Left me down by the Frisco Bay, yea-yea
An ocean liner came and took her away, yea-yea
I didn't mean to treat her bad,
she was the best friend I ever had,
She said goodbye, she made me cry,
She made me wanna lay down my head and die...I

Refrain
Ain't got a nickel and I ain't got a lousy dime
She don't come back I think I'm gonna lose my mind
If she ever comes back to stay, 'sgonna be another brand new day
Walkin' with my baby by the San Francisco Bay hey hey hey,
Walkin' with my baby by the San Francisco Bay.

Well I'm sittin' down on my back porch,
I don't know which way to go
The girl that I was so crazy about she don't love me anymore
Think I'm gonna catch a freight train, cause I'm feelin' blue
Gonna ride it to the end of the line, thinkin' only of you!

(Refrain)

(Refrain)

Walkin' with my baby, by the Frisco Bay!!!

In the early mornin' rain with a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart, and my pockets full of sand
I'm a long way from home, and I miss my loved one so
In the early mornin' rain with no place to go.

Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go
But I'm out here on the grass where the pavement never grows
Well the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes my friend, she's rollin' down at last.

Hear the mighty engine roar, see the silver wing on high
She's away and westward bound far above the clouds she'll fly
Where the mornin' rain don't fall and the sun always shines
She'll be flyin' o're my home in about three hours time.

This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me
Cause I'm stuck here on the ground,
Cold and drunk, as I might be.
Can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I'd best be on my way in the early mornin' rain.

So I'd best be on my way in the early mornin' rain

It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turning
In your hand, in your hand.
Are you going away with no word of farewell,
Will there be not a trace left behind ?
When I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind.

You've got reasons a-plenty for going,
This I know, this I know.
For the weeds have been steadily growing,
Please don't go, please don't go.
Are you going away with no word of farewell,
Will there be not a trace left behind ?
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind,
You know that was the last thing on my mind.

As I lie in my bed in the mornin'
Without you, without you.
Each song in my breast dies a born-in
Without you, without you.
Are you going away with no word of farewell,
Will there be not a trace left behind ?
when I should have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind.

I dig Rock and Roll music
And I love to get the chance to play. (and sing it)
I figure it's about the happiest sound goin' down today.

The message may not move me,
Or mean a great deal to me,
But hey! it feels so groovy to say:
I dig the Mamas and the Papas at 'The Trip,'
Sunset Strip in L.A.
And they got a good thing goin'
When the words don't get in the way.
And when they're really wailing,
Michelle and Cass are sailin'.
Hey! they really nail me to the wall.

I dig Donovan in a dream-like, tripped out way
His crystal images tell you 'bout a brighter day
And when the Beatles tell you
They've got a word 'love' to sell you
They mean exactly what they say

I dig Rock and Roll music
I could really get it on in that scene.
I think I could say somethin' if you know what I mean
But if I really say it, the radio won't play it
Unless I lay it between the lines

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could cry.

Chorus:
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go.
(oh, baby, don't let me go!)
I'm leavin' on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring.

(Chorus)

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time let me kiss you
Then close your eyes, and I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times, I won't have to say,

(Chorus)