: (trad.) Yes, mama - yes, girl Hear me calling you So sweet, so sweet My sugar`s so sweet My baby don't you go Aint seen my little sugar come home
: (trad.) Believe me, pretty mama Better not treat me right Just have to forget you After tomorrow night Believe me, pretty mama Better take your picture
: (Bert Jansch) Green are your eyes In the morning, when you rise Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will not know Love can be
: (Jackson C. Frank) Catch a boat to England, baby Maybe to spain Wherever I have gone Wherever I've been and gone Wherever I have gone, the blues I
: (trad.) I had a little book Was give to me And every page Spoke of liberty All my trials Will soon be over There is a tree In paradise The pilgrims
: (Bert Jansch) Strolling down the highway I'm gonna get there my way Just keep on down-a-walking You hear my guitar, rocking Well I stroll On down
: (trad.) Winter is gone And the leaves are green Winter is gone And the leaves turn green Your innocent face So you never had seen Come on, my love
: (Jackson C. Frank) Gold and silver Is the autumn Soft and tender Are the skies Yes and knows All the answers Written in My true love's eyes Autumn
: (Dino Valenti) Love is but the song we sing Fear the way we die It can make the mountains ring Make the angels cry So the bird is on the wind You
: (Nick Drake) Bird flew by And wondered, wondered why She was white And ought to stay up in the sky From the air she could wonder For the reason What
: (Luke Jordan) Come, my baby Dressed in white Hey, baby Won't you stay the night Cocaine All around my brain Come, my baby Dressed in red Hey, baby
: (Nick Drake) Handwritten lyric sheet Thoughts of rain at sunset Clouds of rainbow blue Thoughts of sun on sand-dunes Where the seabirds flew This
: (trad.) Old black mountain Tried to spit in your face Old black mountain Tried to spit in your face Babys grubbing whiskey Oh she's practising ???
: (Jackson C. Frank) Monday is shining You know 'em Tuesday's rain Well, the days go by me Like a southbound train Yes, It's funny thinking You will
: (Nick Drake) In the bright red sky In the heat of an evening When only prisoners sleep She said she couldn't Come to the garden See an old man wheel
: (Gershwin/Heyward) It's summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Your daddy is rich And your mommy's good looking
: (Bob Dylan) If today were not an endless highway If tonight were not a crooked trail If tomorrow weren't such a long time Then lonesome would mean
: (Bob Dylan) Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter anyhow And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know
