The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll Judy Collins

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin' And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him

Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll Bob Dylan

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL Bob Dylan

THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll (Album Version) Bob Dylan

William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

Pretty Saro Judy Collins

Down in some lone valley in a lonesome place Where the wild birds all whistle and their notes do increase Farewell Pretty Saro I must bid you adieu And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go My love she

Masters Of War Judy Collins

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see

Barbara Allen Judy Collins

It was in the merry month of May When the green buds were swelling A young man on his death bed lay For love of Barbara Allen He sent his servant to the town Sent him to her dwelling My master's sick and

The Rising Of The Moon Judy Collins

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

Joan Of Arc Judy Collins

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark no moon to keep her armour bright no man to get her through this very smoky night She said, I'm tired of the war I want the

Tomorrow Is A Long Time Judy Collins

If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes and only I' my own true love was waiting And

Black Is The Colour Judy Collins

Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some rosey fair The finest face and the neatest hands I love the ground where on he stands I love my love and well he knows I love

The Dove Judy Collins

The dove she is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies She brings us glad tidings and tells us no lies She drinks the spring waters to make her voice clear When her nest she is building and summer is near

Bonnie Boy Is Young Judy Collins

The trees they grow tall, the grass is growing green Many a cold and winter night that I alone have been It is a cold and cruel night when I must lie alone The Bonny Boy is young, but he is growing Oh

Cruel Mother Judy Collins

There was a lady lived in the North Oh, the rose and the linsie O She fell in love with her faither's clerk Down by the greenwood sidie, O He courted her a year and a day Oh, the rose and the linsie O

Poor Immigrant Judy Collins

by Bob Dylan I pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he would've stayed home, Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone.

Pirate Jenny Judy Collins

tips and look out at the ships But I'm countin' your heads While I make up the beds 'Cuz there's nobody gonna sleep here Tonight, none of you will sleep here Then, that night, there's a bang in the night

Kingdom Come Judy Collins

Heaven's doors and blew them far apart A few miles north on the Hudson river we've gathered for a sort of wake Nobody felt like celebrating, but the firemen needed a break They've been to so many funerals

Take This Longing Judy Collins

me your hired blue gown Like you would do for one that you love And everything depends upon how near you sleep to me Let me see your beauty broken down I stand in ruins behind you Many men have loved the

The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll (Live at Boston Music Hall, Boston, MA - November 21, 1975 - Evening) Bob Dylan

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

The Holly And The Ivy (Live Version) Judy Collins

When they are both full grown, Of all trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown: O, the rising of the sun, And the running of the deer The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing in

The Bells Of Rhymney Judy Collins

Oh what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhymney Is there hope for the future Cry the brown bells of Merthyr Who made the mine owner Say the black bells of Rhondda And who robbed the miner

Salt Of The Earth Judy Collins

Let's drink to the hard working people Let's drink to the lowly of birth Raise your glass to the good and the evil Let's drink to the salt of the earth Say a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare

In The Hills Of Shiloh Judy Collins

Have you seen Amanda Blaine in the hills of Shiloh Wandering in the morning rain through the hills of Shiloh Have you seen her at her door listening for the cannon's roar And the man who went to war from

Wars Of Germany Judy Collins

Oh, woe be to the orders That marched my love away And woe be to the bitter tears I shed upon this day And woe be to the bloody wars Of high Germany For they've carried off my own true love Left a broken

Democracy (New Recording) Judy Collins

From the sirens night and day From the fires of the homeless From the ashes of the gay Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming through a crack in the wall On a visionary flood of alcohol From the staggering

Secret Gardens Judy Collins

they could see what I see A tangle of summer birds Flying in sunlight A forest of lillies An orchard of apricot trees Secret Gardens of the heart Where the flowers bloom forever I see you shining through

Hard Lovin' Loser Judy Collins

He's the kind of guy Puts on a motorcycle jacket And he weighs about A hundred and five He's the kind of surfer Got a ho daddy haircut And you wonder how He'll ever survive He's the kind of frogman Wearing

Story Of Isaac Judy Collins

And you know I'm strong and holy I must do what I've been told" So he started up the mountain I was running, he was walking And his axe was made of gold You who build these altars now To sacrifice

Holly Ann Judy Collins

velvet red for a lover's bed Living north of San Francisco With a man who built his house alone Living peaceful in the country The lights of the golden gate will lead her home She is a spinner In her

The Fallow Way Judy Collins

I'll learn to love the fallow way When winter draws the valley down And stills the rivers in the storm And freezes all the little brooks Time when our steps slow to the song Of falling flakes and crackling

City Of New Orleans Judy Collins

Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.

The Coming Of The Roads Judy Collins

We used to hunt the cool caverns Deep in our forest of green Then came the road and the tavern And you found a new love it seems Once I had you and the wild wood Now, it's just dusty roads And I can't

Dens Of Yarrow Judy Collins

There were seven sons and two of them twins There were seven sons in Yarrow And they all did fight for their own true love In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow Oh mother dear, I dreamed a dream A dream of

Bottle Of Wine Judy Collins

Ramblin' around this dirty old town Singin' for nickels and dimes Times getting rough I ain't got enough To buy me a bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Leave

In The Heat Of The Summer Judy Collins

In the heat of the summer When the pavements were burning The soul of a city was ravaged in the night After the city sun was sinkin' Now no one knows how it started Why the windows were shattered But deep

Albatross Judy Collins

seagulls fly Silver on the ocean stitching through the waves The edges of the sky Many people wander up the hills From all around you Making up your memories and thinking they have found you They

Battle Hymn of the Republic (Album Version) Judy Collins

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth

Morning Has Broken Judy Collins

Morning has broken like the first morning Blackbird has spoken like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the word Sweet the rain's new

The First Noel (Live Version) Judy Collins

Noel Noel Noel Noel born is the King of Israel.

Christ Child Lullaby Judy Collins

My love, my pride, my treasure, O My wonder new and pleasure, O My son, my beauty, ever You Who am I to bear You here The cause of talk and tale am I The cause of greatest fame am I The cause of proudest

Blackbird Judy Collins

Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Black bird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes

Sisters Of Mercy Judy Collins

Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song Oh I hope you

Bread And Roses Judy Collins

Bread and Roses As we come marching, marching, in the beauty of the day, A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill-lofts gray Are touched with all the radiance that a sudden sun discloses, For

Coal Tattoo Judy Collins

like an ironwood bent by the wind Blood veins blue as the coal Somebody said That's a strange tattoo You have on the side of your head I said That's a blue print, left by the coal Just a little more and

Farewell To Tarwathie Judy Collins

Farewell to Tarwathie Adieu Mormond Hill And the dear land of Crimmond I bid you farewell I'm bound off for Greenland And ready to sail In hopes to find riches In hunting the whale Farewell to my comrades

Farewell Judy Collins

Farewell to Tarwathie Adieu Mormond Hill And the dear land of Crimmond I bid you farewell I'm bound off for Greenland And ready to sail In hopes to find riches In hunting the whale Farewell to my comrades

The Last Thing On My Mind Judy Collins

Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand. Are you goin' away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind?

Last Thing On My Mind Judy Collins

It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand Are you goin' away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace

Memory Judy Collins

"Midnight Not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory?

Bonnie Ship The Diamond Judy Collins

The Diamond is a ship my boys, for Greenland she is bound And the quay it is all garnished with bonny lassies 'round The captain gives the order to sail the ocean wide Where the sun it never sets my lads