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Peter Paul Mary Around The Campfire

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must

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

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

Inch by inch, row by row, I'm gonna make this garden grow All it takes is a rake and a hoe and a piece of fertile ground Inch by inch, row by row, someone

Chorus: Irene, goodnight Irene, goodnight Goodnight irene, goodnight irene I'll see you in my dreams Well last saturday night I got married, Me and my

I traveled the banks of the River of Jordan To find where it flows to the sea I looked in the eyes of the cold and the hungry And I saw I was looking

Kumbaya my lord, kumbaya Kumbaya my lord, kumbaya Kumbaya my lord, kumbaya Oh lord, kumbaya Someone's singing lord, kumbaya Someone's singing lord, kumbaya

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

When I was a young man and never been kissed I got to thinking it over what I had missed. I got me a girl, I kissed her and then Oh lord, I kissed her