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Angeline the baker lives in our village green,
Angeline the baker, her age is fortythree,
As we went 'round and 'round
Bile them cabbage down, Turn them hoecakes round
Brave boys here, brave boys there.
But sweeter, dearer, yes dearer far than those
Chickens acrowin' on Sourwood Mountain, Hey ho, diddleum day.
Coffee grows on white oak tree. The river flows with brandy.
Diddle um day, diddle um day, oh hey de ding dang diddle um day.
Did you ever go to meetin', Uncle Joe, Uncle Joe?
Down in the Old Cherry Orchard, Under the Old Cherry Tree,
Down yonder, someone beckons to me,
Early one day the sun wouldn't shine
Early one day when the sun wouldn't shine
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark,
Fly around my pretty little miss, Fly around my daisy;
Get along home Cindy, Cindy. Get along home Cindy, Cindy.
God almighty damn dog,
Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' on the run,
Gotta get up, gotta go to work,
Here comes Sally down the road,
Hey Hey sandy boys
High in the mountains from the melting snows,
Hi Ho, the Boatman row, Floatin' down the river on the Ohio
Hop up, my ladies, three in a row,
Hurrah! Hurrah! For Southern rights, hurrah!
I am my mama's darling boy,
I been livin' here all my life,
I don't drink and I don't smoke,
I'm going across the sea, stay forever more,
I'm goin' to the mountains to find that pot of gold,
I'm lonesome since I cross'd the hills,
In 1814 we took a little trip
It's high the cuckoo, low the cuckoo, high the cuckoo's nest
I've got a girl and she loves me,
I wish I was an apple, a hanging on a tree
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
I wish I had a new five cents
Liza Jane has gone to camp, Little Liza Jane
Look to the Man who Can if he Will,
Lord preserve us and protect us,
Many long years ago, Many long years ago,
My old hen's a good old hen,
Now the moonshines tonight on pretty Red Wing, _
Oh Little Liza, Little Liza Jane
Oh my golden slippers are stored away,
Oh, them golden slippers!
Old Abe Lincoln came out of the wilderness,
Old Poor Liza, poor Liza Jane
Old yeller dog went trottin' through the meetin' house,
Once upon a time in Arkansas,
O, sweet is the Vale where the Mohawk gently glides
Peter and I we went fishin'
Pore little Liza,
Rock that cradle Lucy, rock that cradle long.
Rock the cradle Lucy, rock the cradle high.
Sal, Sal, don't be slow,
So come on all you miners, don't you think it's time?
Somebody stole my old coon dog
The big cat Spit in the Little kitten's Eye,
Then I wish I was in Dixie,
There once was an Indian maid, _
There's a corner in the meadow where the lads and lasses meet
There's a house in Baltimore Sixteen stories high
Twentyone miles, down the valley;
Waiting on the federals, waiting on the federals.
Waterbound and I can't go home,
We are a band of brothers, and native to the soil,
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin.
Well, I Am a little beggarman, a begging I have been
Went up on the mountain just to give my horn a blow
Went up on the mountain top
Whenever I get my new house done, Sail away, ladies, sail away.
Where's that girl, where's she gone,
Wilkes Booth came to Washington, An actor great was he,
Wished I had a nickel,
Won't you come and go, won't you come and go,