Folk songs/ballads
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Just posting the lyrics and/or links to some good oldies, no matter how goofy they are.
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My fave's Home on the Range
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Home on the Range lyrics.
Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam, where the deer and the antelope play, where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day.
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Home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play, where seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.
Where the air is so pure, the the zephyrs so free, and the breezes so balmy and light, that I would not exchange my home on the range for all of the cities so bright.
How often at night when the heavens are bright, with the light from the glittering stars, have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed, if their glory exceeds that of ours.
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Oh I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours, the curlew I love to hear scream. And I love the white rocks, and antelope flocks, that graze on the mountain so green.
Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand flows leisurely down the stream where the graceful white swan goes gliding along like a maid in a heavenly dream.
And so I would not exchange my home on the range where the deer and the antelope play, where seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.
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That one's my favorite too <3
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Thanks Chie!
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Saddest song ever.
Bury Me Not on The Lone Prairie
O bury me not on the lone prairie
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of the youth who lay
On his dying be at the close of day.
O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the wild coyote will howl o'er me
Where the buffalo roams the prairie sea
O bury me not on the lone prairie.
It makes no difference, so I've been told
Where the body lies when life grows cold
But grant, I pray, one wish to me
O bury me not on the lone prairie.
I've often wished to be laid when I die
By the little church on the green hillside
By my father's grave, there let mine be
O bury me not on the lone prairie.
The cowboys gathered all around the bed
To hear the last word that their comrade said
O partners all, take a warning from me
Never leave your homes for the lone prairie.
Don't listen to the enticing words
Of the men who own droves and herds
For if you do, you'll rue the day
That you left your homes for the lone prairie.
O bury me not, but his voice failed there
But we paid no head to his dying prayer
In a narrow grave, just six by three
We buried him there on the lone prairie.
We buried him there on the lone prairie
Where the buzzards fly and the wind blows free
Where rattlesnakes rattle, and the tumbleweeds
Blow across his grave on the lone prairie.
And the cowboys now as they cross the plains
Have marked the spot where his bones are lain
Fling a handful of roses on his grave
And pray to the Lord that his soul is saved.
In a narrow grave, just six by three
We buried him there on the lone prairie. -
Arizona Killer
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