I'm goin' where them chilly winds don't blow Gonna find a true love that is where I want to go Out where them chilly winds don't blow Sing your song,
Jules Fox/Sam Friedman Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, fly to my darlin' and take her my love. Take her a message. Tell her I'm blue. Tell her I'm lonely
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
There is treasure hidden there, on the coast of California El Diego hid it there when the Clara ran aground On the coast of California, deep within a
Carl Sandburg/Lee Hayes Chorus: Weep, all ye little rains. Wail, winds, wail. All along, along, along the Colorado Trail. Eyes like the morning star
Scott Wiseman Spoken: In the hills of North Carolina, since the times of the early settlers, a strange light has been witnessed near the top of Brown
Come all ye fair and tender ladies Be careful how you court your men They're like the stars on a summer morning They'll first appear and then they're
Yellow is the color of my true love's hair In the mornin', when we rise In the mornin', when we rise That's the time, that's the time I love the best
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
Down through the meadow I was humming a song Looking at the stars as I take my little Julie back home Watching her eyes as I tell her of the day The
Herscher/Dupree Chorus: Como se viene, se va, easy love never goes far. Love that comes easy the wise men say, leaves just as easy and fades away.
Come gather the time, I have nothing to do Come gather the time, I have nothing to do Who could be nicer than someone with nothing to do? I've spent
Coo coo u I think you're coo coo Coo coo u Coo coo u I think you're coo coo Coo coo u Coo coo u I think you're coo coo Coo coo u Coo coo u I think you
Cha, cha Chile verde me pediste, chile verde te dare Vama nos para la huer ta con al la te lo cortare Tell them what it means then The National Safety
Cha, cha Chile verde me pediste Chile verde te dare Vama nos para la huer Ta con al la te lo cortare Tell them what it means, then You want green peppers
Mason Williams/John Stewart Do you remember me? Turn back the years and see. Dance the distance. Dance it if you can. For as you'd always say, "Forever
Bottle of wine Fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Leave me alone Let me go home Let me go home and start over Ramblin' around this dirty
Mickey Newbury I was just a boy the year the Blue Bird Special came through hereon its first run South to New Orleans. A blind old man and I, we came