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Single girl, single girl
going dressed fine, she's going dressed fine.
Married girl, married girl
she wears just any kind, she wears just any kind.
Single girl, single girl
goes to the store and buys, she goes to the store and buys.
Married girl, married girl
rocks the cradle and cries, she rocks the cradle and cries.
Single girl, single girl
going where she please, she's going where she please.
Married girl, married girl
baby on her knees, baby on her knees.
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Black is the Color
02:26
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Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her face is like some rosy fair
With the prettiest face and the neatest hands
I love the ground whereon she stands.
I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
If you no more on earth I see
I can't serve you as you have me.
The winter's past and the leaves are green
The time has gone that we have seen
And still I hope the day will come
when you and I shall be as one.
I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
but satisfied, I never will sleep
I'll write for you a few short lines
and I'll suffer death ten thousand times.
So fare you well, my own true love
Our time has past but I wish you well
And still I hope the day will come
when you and I shall be as one.
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Ohio
03:17
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I want to love you the way that you love me
and I want to hold you the way that I should.
And I wish I was home in this town by the ocean
cuz you've both done me right and you've treated me good.
But in my mind, I am driving up north through Kentucky
and darling, you're not by my side.
I am stuck in a memory, even when I'm with you
of heading home to a love that I wish I could hide.
So if someday you wake up alone in your bed
and you're wondering why I left town,
know that I am in love with a boy from Cincinnati
and Ohio's been following me 'round.
And maybe I'll drive all those two-thousand miles
to find him with somebody new.
But I'd rather be traveling weary and lonesome
than to be by your side with a heart that's untrue.
So if someday you wake up alone in your bed
and you're wondering why I left town,
know that I am in love with a boy from Cincinnati
and Ohio's been following me 'round.
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Fall on my Knees
02:37
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If I fall on my knees
and I pray to thee
Come and stay with me, little girl
Come and stay with me
Well I wish to my lord
that I'd never been born
or died when I was young, little girl
died when I was young
I never would've kissed
your red rosy cheeks
or heard your lying tongue, little girl
heard your lying tongue
You told me one,
you told me two
You told me ten thousand lies, little girl
you told me ten thousand lies
You told as many lies
as stars in the skies
You'll never get to heaven when you die, little girl
You'll never get to heaven when you die
If I had as many dollars
as sands in the sea,
I'd give them all to you to marry me, little girl
I'd give them all to you to marry me
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Little Girl
04:09
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Hush little baby, don't say a word
You deserve some loving arms wrapped around you, little girl
You deserve some loving arms wrapped around you, little girl
Wait little mama, it's not you against the world
Let me be the loving arms that should've held your little girl
Wait little mama, listen to your words
Let me be the loving arms that should've held you, little girl
You deserve some loving arms wrapped around you, little girl
I've seen her in a memory- she's the one with all the curls
She's screaming at the bedroom door- you've got to hold your little girl
You know you're gonna break her, keep her fighting just like you were
Screaming at the whole wide world, if you don't hold your little girl
You deserve some loving arms wrapped around you, little girl
You deserve some loving arms wrapped around you, little girl
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And Am I Born to Die
03:03
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And am I born to die?
to lay this body down?
And must my trembling spirit fly
into a world unknown?
A land of deepest shade
unpierced by human thought
the dreary regions of the dead
where all things are forgot
Soon, as from earth, I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe,
must then my fortune be?
Waked by the trumpet's sound
I from my grave shall rise
to see the judge with glory crowned
and see the flaming skies.
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Speak Your Name
02:42
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Sometimes when I fall asleep,
I think of just your eyes.
And then I think I made it up,
feel sick for telling lies.
You ran your fingers down my thighs,
your lips across my cheek.
I just lay there paralyzed,
without a word to speak.
Some say I'm a victim and
some say that I survived.
Sometimes I think I made it up,
feel sick for telling lies.
You know that it's a fucked up world
when I'm the one to blame
cuz I just lay there paralyzed
and couldn't speak your name.
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Father Adieu
03:55
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Father adieu, I am sorry for you
My heart is filled with trouble, so what can I do?
If I never see you anymore, 'til that last trumpet shall sound
Prepare to meet in heaven where parting is no more.
Mother adieu, I am sorry for you
My heart is filled with trouble, so what can I do?
If I never see you anymore, 'til that last trumpet shall sound
Prepare to meet in heaven where parting is no more.
Sister adieu, I am sorry for you
My heart is filled with trouble, so what can I do?
If I never see you anymore, 'til that last trumpet shall sound
Prepare to meet in heaven where parting is no more.
Brother adieu, I am sorry for you
My heart is filled with trouble, so what can I do?
If I never see you anymore, 'til that last trumpet shall sound
Prepare to meet in heaven where parting is no more.
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This is the House
03:59
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This is the house that we built.
It was over before it began.
And I see my fingerprints in each little stone,
but I'm done with the best that I can.
This is the house that we built.
We carefully walled off the sky.
but the planes overhead as we lay in our bed
left us no other choice but to fly.
Goodbye.
This is the house that we built.
We never quite finished the trim.
But we still we happy most of the time,
cuz he loved me like crazy and I needed him.
And I don't know where we are now.
Everything happened so fast-
some smoke, and an echo,
a voice through a radio,
a silence that settled us into the past.
The past.
This is the house that we built.
We left you a window to try,
some stones for your head, and a dusty dirt bed,
and two lifetimes of memories in case you pass by.
Pass by.
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Heaven and Home
04:48
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The hippies on bikes tell me I should stop driving,
but driving down this road's the only way that I stay sane.
If I drive long enough, I might run into heaven.
Aren't heaven and home simply one and the same?
Find me one or the other and I'll never complain.
I could drive through these fields 'til the last day I'm living,
and never grow tired of this wheel in my hand.
It's places like this that keep me believing
in God and the mountains, the sea, and the land,
and the folks who keep going just the best that they can.
And I'm learning how to be gentle
and I'm learning how to be kind.
Cuz working and fighting are all that comes natural
and I don't want nobody to leave me behind.
No, I don't want nobody to leave me behind.
Big people use big words, but they're only telling lies.
They don't make me feel better 'bout this fear down inside.
And I'm doing all I can to keep some damn hope alive,
but I know I'll lose my life if they make me look through their eyes.
Yes, I know I'll lose my life if you make me look through your eyes.
I think heaven and home grow more and more distant
each year that some puppet has got too much to say.
I'm mourning the end of this place I believed in
and hoping to hell that I'll see it someday.
Yes, I'm hoping to hell that I might see it someday.
And I'm learning how to be gentle.
And I'm learning how to be kind.
Cuz working and fighting are all that comes natural,
and I don't want nobody to leave me behind.
No, I don't want nobody to leave me behind.
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