Good Old-time Songs, Utgave 21910 |
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Side 6
... weary , Hard times , hard times , come again no more ; Many days you have lingered around my cabin door , Oh , hard times , come again no more . While we seek mirth and beauty , and music light and gay , There are frail forms fainting ...
... weary , Hard times , hard times , come again no more ; Many days you have lingered around my cabin door , Oh , hard times , come again no more . While we seek mirth and beauty , and music light and gay , There are frail forms fainting ...
Side 20
... weary tears , I nevermore shall see my home again ; [ years , Tho ' sweet the joys I've known since childhood's happy I leave you now in sorrow and in pain ; A mother's gentle face in dreams of love I'll see , Where far away my wand ...
... weary tears , I nevermore shall see my home again ; [ years , Tho ' sweet the joys I've known since childhood's happy I leave you now in sorrow and in pain ; A mother's gentle face in dreams of love I'll see , Where far away my wand ...
Side 24
... weary of sin ; Go to the clear - flowing fountain , Where you may wash and be clean . Fly for th ' Avenger is near thee ; Call , and the Saviour will hear thee , He on His bosom will bear thee , Oh thou , who art weary of sin , Oh thou ...
... weary of sin ; Go to the clear - flowing fountain , Where you may wash and be clean . Fly for th ' Avenger is near thee ; Call , and the Saviour will hear thee , He on His bosom will bear thee , Oh thou , who art weary of sin , Oh thou ...
Side 36
... weary world of woe , Now silent lie in yonder church - yard , ' neath the dismal grave below . Little footsteps , soft and gentle , gliding by our cottage door ; How I love to hear their trample , as I heard in days of yore . CHORUS ...
... weary world of woe , Now silent lie in yonder church - yard , ' neath the dismal grave below . Little footsteps , soft and gentle , gliding by our cottage door ; How I love to hear their trample , as I heard in days of yore . CHORUS ...
Side 38
... weary , sleeping on his knee they lay , Death called that night - like the fire bright , grandpa passed away . CHORUS . So let the room be cheerful - place the old arm - chair [ hair ; Where we talked to grandpa , with his silv'ry snow ...
... weary , sleeping on his knee they lay , Death called that night - like the fire bright , grandpa passed away . CHORUS . So let the room be cheerful - place the old arm - chair [ hair ; Where we talked to grandpa , with his silv'ry snow ...
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account of Eliza angel bye-and-bye Annie dear banjo birdie birds blace bless Bonny boys bright bring back cease to love cheer child CHORUS cold dancing darkies darling day'll be Sunday dear Aleen door ev'ry eyes feel friends Gaffer Green gentle gentle Annie gone good-bye grave hair harp gently hear heard heart Highland laddie John Barleycorn keep kiss Let me kiss Little brown jug little mermaids live lonely love thee Mary of Argyle meet merry moonlight morning mother naughty girls ne'er neath never night Numbers o'er the sea OLD-TIME SONGS parlor play postpaid pray pretty Louise PRICE 30 CENTS Rhine Wine roam Robin Ruff rose round sailor Sally sigh sing sleep smile softly sorrow stars sweet Aleen tears tell There's touch the harp tramp Twas voice waiting walk weary weep WEHMAN BROS whisper young
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Side 103 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Side 103 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
Side 102 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Side 102 - And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
Side 6 - Enjoyed the peace your valor won. Let independence be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost; Ever grateful for the prize, Let its altar reach the skies. Firm, united let us be, Rallying round our Liberty; As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find.
Side 109 - Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright, Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms William shall to his Dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.
Side 109 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear. My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change, as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. Believe not what the landmen say.
Side 6 - Behold the chief who now commands, Once more to serve his country, stands — The rock on which the storm will beat. The rock on which the storm will beat; But, armed in virtue firm and true, His hopes are fixed on Heaven and you.
Side 102 - Week in. week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low.
Side 6 - Peace and safety we shall find. Immortal patriots ! rise once more : Defend your rights, defend your shore ; Let no rude foe with impious hand, Let no rude foe with impious hand, Invade the shrine where sacred lies Of toil and blood the well-earned prize. While offering peace sincere and just, In Heaven we place a manly trust, That truth and justice will prevail, And every scheme of bondage fail.