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"The Rest Of Your Life"

"The Rest Of Your Life"


Every mother has to let he child go
Even though it may tear her apart
I can hear the lullabies I sang you
Now you stand taller than my heart

You know you can bread my heart so easily
You can make my day with just a smile
One word from you can melt the winter snow
Make me forget the longest mile

Whatever you're doin' for the rest of your life
I'm here to tell you, you can count on me
No use my worryin', I know you can fly
I've gotta let you go, gotta set you free
I've gotta set you free

The road we walked was never easy
I know I stumbled on the way
I thought I knew what I was doing
When I was wrong you had to pay

I hope by now you can forgive me
And take the good I had to give
I was too young to be your teacher
We learned together how to live

Whatever you're doin' for the rest of your life
I'm here to tell you, you can count on me
No use my worryin', I know you can fly
I've gotta let you go, gotta set you free

I only hope you will be happy
I want the very best for you
The only prize that's worth the battle
Is finding love you know is true

Whatever you're doin' for the rest of your life
I'm here to tell you, you can count on me
No use my worryin', I know you can fly
I've gotta let you go, gotta set you free
 
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"The Rising Of The Moon"

"The Rising Of The Moon"


Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Tell me why you're hurrying so
Hush my boy oh hush and listen
And his eyes were all aglow
I bear orders from the captain
Get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together
At the rising of the moon

Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the gatherin' is to be
In the old spot by the river
Right well known to you and me
One thing more for signal token
Whistle up the marchin' tune
With your sword upon your shoulder
At the rising of the moon

Rumors passed along the valley
Like a banshee's lonely croon
And a thousand blades were flashin'
At the rising of the moon

All along the singing river
That dark mass of men were seen
Far above their shining weapons
Hung their own immortal green
Death to every foe and traitor
Foreign strike the marchin' tune
And hurrah me boys for Ireland
Tis the rising of the moon

Well, they fought for poor old Ireland
And full bitter was their fate
Oh what glorious pride and sorrow
Fill the name of ninety-eight
Yet thank God while hearts are beating
Foreign manhood's burnin' noon,
We shall follow in their footsteps
At the rising of the moon.

Death to every foe and traitor
Foreign, strike the marchin' tune
And hurrah me boys for freedom
Tis the rising,
Tis the rising of the moon
 
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"The Rose"

"The Rose"


Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed

Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance

It's the one who won't be taking
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dyin'
That never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong

Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose
 
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"The Times They Are A-Changin'"

"The Times They Are A-Changin'"


Come gather 'round people wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon, you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Come writers and critics who prophesies with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'

For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, congressmen, please, heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it is ragin'

It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'

Please, get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

Ah, the line it is drawn and the curse, it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'

And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'
For the times they are a-changin'
 
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"The Twelve Days Of Christmas"

"The Twelve Days Of Christmas"


On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me a partridge in a pear tree

On the second day of Christmas
My true love gave to me two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me five gold rings, four calling birds
Three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the sixth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me six geese a layin', five gold rings
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the seventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin'
Five gold rings, four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the eighth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me eight maids a milkin'
Seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin', five gold rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the ninth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me nine ladies dancin', eight maids a milkin'
Seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin', five gold rings
Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree

On the tenth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me ten lords a leapin', nine ladies dancin'
Eight maids a milkin', seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin'
Five gold rings, four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the eleventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me eleven pipers pipin'
Ten lords a leapin', nine ladies dancin'
Eight maids a milkin', seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin'
Five gold rings, four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me twelve drummers drummin'
Eleven pipers pipin', ten lords a leapin', nine ladies dancin'
Eight maids a milkin', seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin'
Five gold rings, four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree

On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me twelve drummers drummin'
Eleven pipers pipin', ten lords a leapin', nine ladies dancin'
Eight maids a milkin', seven swans a swimmin', six geese a layin'
Five gold rings, four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
And a partridge in a pear tree
 
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"The Weight"
(with Ari Hest)

"The Weight"
(with Ari Hest)



I'm going down to the riverbank this morning
Way before the family is awake
Gonna lay me down at the foot of the water
And spill out all my troubles for everyone's sake

You can't have love when you never can surrender
I've been spreading around my anger like a plague
I've sailed this far with my boat on fire
Fighting flames each day, too stubborn to expire

I will soak my soul
Let the river take control
Let the river take control
I know it's not too late
To let go the weight
To let go the weight

The sun will rise and shine on me this morning
It will seep its way into my heart
And untie all the knots that have hardened me through the years
And I'll embrace the wisdom that sun will impart

And with this heat burning inside me
I will warm all of the people that I love
In their darkest of hours and the weakest of minds
I'll light up their nights with every star I can find

I will soak my soul
Let the river take control
Let the river take control
I know it's not too late
To let go the weight
To let go...

Oh I will soak my soul
Let the river take control
Let the river take control
I know it's not too late
To let go the weight
To let go the weight
 
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"The Wexford Carol"

"The Wexford Carol"


Good people all
This Christmas-time
Consider well
And bear in mind
What our good God
For us has done
In sending
His beloved Son
With Mary holy
We should pray
To God with love
This Christmas Day
In Bethlehem
Upon that morn
There was
A blessed
Messiah born

Near Bethlehem
Did shepherds keep
Their flocks
Of lambs
And feeding sheep
To whom
God's angels
Did appear
Which put
The shepherds
In great fear
"Prepare and go"
The angels said
To Bethlehem
Be not afraid
For there
You'll find
This happy morn
A princely Babe
Weet Jesus born

With thankful heart
And joyful mind
The shepherds
Went the Babe
To find
And as God's angel
Had foretold
They did our
Saviour Christ
Behold
Within a manger
He was laid
And by his side
The Virgin Maid
As long foretold
There was
A blessed
Messiah born
 
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"They Say It's Wonderful"

"They Say It's Wonderful"


They say that falling love is wonderful
It's wonderful, so they say
And with the moon up above, it's wonderful
It's wonderful, so they tell me

I can't recall who said it
I know I've never read it
I only know they tell me that love is grand, and
The thing that's known as romance
Is wonderful, wonderful
In every way, so they say

To leave your house some morning
And without any warning, you're stopping people,
Shouting that love is grand, and
To hold a man in your arms is wonderful, wonderful
In every way, so they say
 
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"Thirsty Boots"

"Thirsty Boots"


You've long been on the open road
You've been sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words and mud of the cells
Your clothes are soiled and stained

But the dirty words and the muddy cells
Will soon be judged insane
So only stop and rest yourself
And you'll be off again

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes

Then tell me of the ones you see
As far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town
A marchin' to be free

And of the rusted prison gates
That tumble by degree
Like laughin' children one by one
They look like you and me

So take off your thirsty boots
And stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes

I know you are no stranger
Down the crooked rainbow trial
From dancing cliff edge, shattered sills
Of slander shackled jails

But the melodies drift up from below
As walls are bein' scaled
Yes and all of this and more my friend
Your song shall not be failed

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes
 
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"Thirsty Boots"
(feat. Arlo Guthrie, Eric Anderson &Tom Rush)

"Thirsty Boots"
(feat. Arlo Guthrie, Eric Anderson &Tom Rush)



You've long been on the open road
You've been sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words and mud of the cells
Your clothes are soiled and stained

But the dirty words and the muddy cells
Will soon be judged insane
So only stop and rest yourself
And you'll be off again

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes

Then tell me of the ones you see
As far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town
A marchin' to be free

And of the rusted prison gates
That tumble by degree
Like laughin' children one by one
They look like you and me

So take off your thirsty boots
And stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes

I know you are no stranger
Down the crooked rainbow trial
From dancing cliff edge, shattered sills
Of slander shackled jails

But the melodies drift up from below
As walls are bein' scaled
Yes and all of this and more my friend
Your song shall not be failed

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin'
And the mornin' in your eyes
 
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