Summertime by George Gershwin

Summertime, and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin,’ and the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich, and your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby, don’t you cry

One of these days, you’re gonna rise up singin’
You’ll spread your wings, and you’ll take to the sky
But until that day, ah, there’s nothin’ can harm ya’
With Momma and Daddy, standin’ by

Man Gave Names to All the Animals (Bob Dylan)

Ch: Man gave names to all the animals, 
In the beginning, in the beginning. 
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago. 

He saw an animal that liked to growl
Big furry paws and he liked to howl. 
Great big furry back and furry hair,
Ah, ‘ think I’ll call it a bear. 

He saw an animal up on the hill, 
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled. 
He saw milk coming out, But he didn’t know how, 
Ah, ‘ think I’ll call it a cow. 

He saw an animal that liked to snort, 
Horns on his head and they weren’t too short, 
It looked like there was nothin’ that he couldn’t pull,
Ah, ‘ think I’ll call it a bull. 

He saw an animal leavin’ a muddy trail, 
Real dirty face and a curly tail, 
He wasn’t too small, and he wasn’t too big, 
Ah, ‘ think I’ll call it a pig. 

Next animal that he did meet, 
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet, 
Eating grass on a mountain side so steep, 
Ah, ‘ think I’ll call it a sheep. 

He saw an animal as smooth as glass, 
Slithering his way through the grass, 
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake, 
Ah, ‘ think I’ll call it a snake. 

Country Roads (John Denver)

Almost Heaven, West Virginia,
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the streams
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze

ch: Country roads, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, Mountain Momma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories, gather round her
Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusky painted on the side
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye

I hear her voice in the morning hours she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And driving down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday.

The Watermelon Song (trad. and Todd)

Hambone is sweet, chicken is good
Possum meat is very, very fine
So bring me, oh bring me (I really wish you would)
That watermelon hangin’ on a vine

And when I went to fetch it, it was a rainy night
And the moon hadn’t yet begun to shine (begun to shine)
And when that fella shot me, he shot me in the oomph
And I never got that melon on a vine (watermelon)

There’s a little girl who lives down the holler from me
She wishes that she could be mine (could be mine)
But she doesn’t know, though she is very cute
Is all I really want is that melon on a vine (watermelon)

My daddy made a livin’ a diggin’ that coal
Way down in that deep dark mine (deep dark mine)
So summer days I’d fetch him a sweet, sweet slice
Of that watermelon hangin’ on a vine

Well fall days are pristine, and winter ain’t so bad
And springtime can be just divine (just divine)
But give me that summer with those crickets in the field
And that watermelon hangin’ on a vine (watermelon)

Four Wet Pigs (trad.)

Here’s a little story ’bout 4 wet pigs
Here’s a little story ’bout 4 wet pigs
Two of ’em little and two of ’em big
They danced all night at the Pigtown Jig

Well the 2 that were little were just half grown
But the two that were big were big as a barn
Big as a barn and tall as a tree
They said “take ’em on down to the factory”

Chop ’em into bacon, cut ’em into ham
Squeeze ’em into hot dog and stuff ’em into spam
Throw their little eyes out in the rain
Ya’ pickle their feet and ya’ scramble their brains

Here’s a little story ’bout 2 wet pigs
Leanin’ on a slop trough smokin’ their cigs
Hopin’ to God they never get big
They danced all night at the Pigtown Jig.

Grandpa Was a Carpenter (John Prine)

Grandpa wore his suit to dinner, nearly every day
No particular reason, he just dressed that way
Brown necktie, matching vest, both his wingtip shoes
Built a closet on a highback porch, put a penny in a burned-out fuse

Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks
Chain-smoked Camel cigarettes and he hammered nails in planks
He was level on the level, he shaved even every door
He voted for Eisenhower cause Lincoln won the war

He used to play me “Blood on the Saddle” and rock me on his knee
Let me listen to the radio before we had TV
Went to church on Sunday and he took me with him too
Stained glass in every window, hearing aids in every pew

Grandma was a teacher, she went to school in Bowling Green
She traded in her milking cow for a Singer sewing machine
She called her husband “Mister” and she walked real tall and proud
She used to buy me comic books after Grandpa died

Dixieland Delight (Alabama)

Rollin’ down a backwoods Tennessee byway
One arm on the wheel
Holdin’ my lover with the other
Sweet soft Southern thrill
Worked hard all week, got a little jingle
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Couldn’t feel better, I’m together
With my Dixieland Delight

Spend my dollar, parked in a holler ‘neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her uptight, make a little lovin’, little turtle dovin’ on the Mason-Dixon Line
Fits my life oh so right, my Dixieland Delight

White-tailed buck deer, munchin’ on clover
Red-tailed hawk, sittin’ on a limb
Chubby old groundhog, croakin’ bullfrog
Free as a spirit in the wind
Home-grown country girl, gonna give me a whirl
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Lucky as a seven, livin’ in Heaven
With my Dixieland Delight

Stop and Pee (Todd)

He said “you guys go into the bathroom before we leave you here”
But I didn’t try I figured that I was safe and clear
But then we had those Slurpees at 7-11 you know
And before I knew it I really had to go

ch: Oh, Dad, stop at this service station, I’ve really got to pee
Otherwise my bladder will splatter and spill all over me
It’s a dangerous situation, I could really ruin this scene
Oh please, oh, please, oh please, I’ve gotta stop and pee

Then my brother had a bright idea, he said, “you can go in this cup.”
But I knew it’d runneth over and I’d over fill it up
Then we’d have my urine all over the back of the car
And we’d have to smell it when we drove off wide and far

Scotty Waylett got the summer reading guide and he found a title he liked
So he found himself twenty dollars and off to Barnes and Noble he biked
And he went up to a clerk there when he’d done his last wheely
And he said “Do you have that famous book Yellow River by that equally famous author I.P. Freely?”

Please Don’t Bury Me (John Prine)

I woke up this morning, put on my slippers
Went to the kitchen and died
And oh what a feeling as my soul rose through the ceiling
And on up into heaven I did ride

When I got there they did say “John it happened this a way,
You fell upon the floor and you hit your head
And all the angels say just before you passed away
These were the very last words that you said…”

Please don’t bury me, down in the cold, cold ground
I’d ruther that you’d chop me up and pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf they can take both of my ears if they don’t mind the size.

Give my stomach to Milwaukee if they run outta beer
Put my socks in a cedar box, just get ’em outta here
Venus de Milo can have my arms, watch out, I’ve got your nose
Give my heart to the junkman but save my love for Rose.

Give my feet to the footlose, careless fancy free
Give my knees to the needy, don’t pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walkin’ cane, it’s a sin to tell a lie
Sell my mouth way down south and kiss my butt goodbye

Brown-Eyed Girl (by Van Morrison)

Hey where did we go, days when the rains came
Standin’ in a hollow, playin’ a new game
Laughin’ and a runnin hey hey, skippin and a jumpin
In the misty mornin’ fog, ah, our hearts were thumpin, and you
My brown eyed girl, you my brown eyed girl

So whatever happened, Tuesdays so slow
Goin’ down the old mine with a transistor radio
Standin’ in the sunlight laughin’, hidin’ behind the rainbow’s wall
Slippin’ and a slidin’, all along the waterfall with you
My brown eyed girl, you my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when, we used to sing, Fa la la la la….

So hard to find my way, now that I’m on my own
I saw you just the other day, my how you had grown
Cast my memory back there Lord, sometimes I’m overcome thinkin’ ‘ bout
Laughin and a runnin’, behind the stadium with you, 
My brown eyed girl, you my brown eyed girl

I Wish It Would Rain (Nanci Griffith)

Well I wish it would rain, and wash my face clean
I wanna find some dark cloud, to hide in here
Oh love and a memory, sparkle like diamonds
When the diamonds fall, they burn like tears, 
When the diamonds fall, they burn like tears.

Once I had a love in the Georgia Pines who only cared for me
I wanna find that love of 22, here at 33
I’ve got a heart on my right and one on my left but neither suits my needs
No, the one I love lives way out west and he never will need me

I wanna pack up my 2-step shoes and head for the Gulf Coast Plain
I wanna walk the streets of my own hometown where everybody knows my name
I wanna ride the waves down in Galveston when the hurricane blows in
Yeah those Gulf Coast waters taste as sweet as wine when your heart’s blowin’ home in the wind.

Five Pounds of Possum (Reno and Smiley)

Well my kids are all hungry, my dog ain’t got a bone
I just got off work and I’m just drivin’ home
It’s an hour after sundown, and much to my delight
I see five pounds of possum in my headlights tonight

I see five pounds of possum in my headlights tonight
If I can run him over, everything will be all right
We’ll be havin’ possum gravy for dinner tonight
I see five pounds of possum in my headlights tonight

Don’t want to kill no chicken, don’t want to open a can
Just a little bit closer and I’ll have him in the pan
I’ll just switch my headlights from dim to bright
I see…

Halley Came to Jackson (Mary Chapin-Carpenter)

Late one night when the wind was still
Daddy took the baby to the window sill
To see a bit of Heaven shoot across the sky
The one and only time that Daddy saw it fly

It came from the East just as bright as a torch
The neighbors held a party on their porch
Daddy rocked the cradle, Momma said “Amen”
When Halley came to Jackson in 1910

Well back then Jackson was a real small town
And it wasn’t every night a comet comes around
It’d been almost 80 years since its last time through
I bet your mother woulda said “Amen” too

It tail stretched out like a stardust streak
The papers wrote about it every day for a week
Wondered where it’s goin’ and where it’s been
When Halley came to visit in 1910

Daddy took the baby sleepin in his arms
And dreamed a little dream of a comet’s charm
And he made a little wish as she slept so sound
In 1986 that wish came round

It came from the East just as bright as a torch
The neighbors held a party on their porch
As Heavenly sent as it was back then
When Halley came to Jackson in 1910

Late one night when the wind was still

Old Home Place (Mitch Jayne and Dean Webb)

It’s been 10 long years since I left my home
In the holler where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the woodsmoke rise
and the foxhunter blows his horn

I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville 
And worked in a sawmill too

ch: What have they done to the old home place?
Why did they tear her down?
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And search for a job in the town?

Well the girl ran off with somebody else
The tavern took all my pain
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away

Now the geese fly south and the cold wind moans 
As I stand here and hang my head
I’ve lost my love I’ve lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead.

Fox on the Run (trad.)

ch: She walks through the corn leadin’ down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin’ sun
She took all the love that a poor boy could give her
And left me to die like a fox on the run
Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox… on the run.

Now everybody knows the reason for the fall
When woman tempted man down in Paradise’s hall
That woman tempted me all right then took me for a ride
And like a lonely fox I need a place to hide

Come take a glass of wine and fortify your soul
We’ll talk about the world and the friends we used to know
I’ll illustrate, a girl she put me on the floor
The game is nearly up and the hounds are at my door.

Roll On, Moormans (W. Guthrie, H. Ledbetter, J. Lomax, Todd)

Roll on, Moormans, roll on
Roll on, Moormans, roll on
Your waters keep coming through darkness and dawn
So roll on, Moormans, roll on.

I’ve heard you described as just good enough
Cause you are not raging and you are not rough
But we love your waters running through our back yards,
So roll on, Moormans, roll on. (tag)

You start somewhere up in the Shendoah hills
You stop long enough to keep the reservoir filled
Your waters stay cold, so the brook trout can thrive

Into the Rivanna, on down to the James
Your waters go down to the Chesapeake Bay,
You come back one day in an afternoon rain,

Jenny Jenkins (trad.)

Will you wear white, oh my dear, oh my dear,
Will you wear white Jenny Jenkins?
No I won’t wear white for the color’s too bright
I’ll buy me a foldy-roldy, tildy-toldy, seek-a-double, use-a-cozza roll to find me,
Roll, Jenny Jenkins, roll.

Will you wear green.. 
No I won’t wear green, it’s a shame to be seen.

Blue… for the color’s too true.

Yellow… for I’d never get a fella.

Brown… for I’d never get around.

Beige… for it shows my age.

Orange… No orange I won’t wear, and it rhymes so there.

What will you wear?… Oh what do you care if I just go bare?

Amelia Earhart (D. McEnery)

A ship out on the ocean, just a speck against the sky,
Amelia Earhart flying that sad day
With her partner Captain Noonan on the Second of July,
Her plane fell in the ocean far away.

There’s a beautiful, beautiful field
Far away in a land that is fair
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Farewell, first lady of the air

She radioed position and she said that all was well,
Although the fuel within her tanks was low
But they’d land on Howland Island and refuel her monoplane
Then on their trip around the world they’d go.

Well half an hour later an S.O.S. was heard
The signal weak but still her voice was brave
Oh, in shark-infested waters her plane went down that night
In the blue Pacific to a watery grave.