The One You Need
As I went out one morning
Lyrics/Music: Bob Dylan
As I went out one morning
To breathe the air around Tom Paine's,
I spied the fairest damsel
That ever did walk in chains.
I offer'd her my hand,
She took me by the arm.
I knew that very instant,
She meant to do me harm.
"Depart from me this moment,"
I told her with my voice.
Said she, "But I don't wish to,"
Said I, "But you have no choice."
"I beg you, sir," she pleaded
From the corners of her mouth,
"I will secretly accept you
And together we'll fly south."
Just then Tom Paine, himself,
Came running from across the field,
Shouting at this lovely girl
And commanding her to yield.
And as she was letting go her grip,
Up Tom Paine did run,
"I'm sorry, sir," he said to me,
"I'm sorry for what she's done."
On my own
Lyrics/Music: Rune Hauge
Are you satisfied with your life, baby
How does it feel to be free and on your own
If you wanna know, ask me, baby
'cause what I thought I never could feel
turned out so real
Oh, I love to be on my own
and I won't call you up on the phone
Now, you've got yourself a new place
You've got a job organizing other people's lives
But not mine - do you read me, baby
'cause mine is mine and yours is yours
and right now I think I'm doin' fine
Oh, I love to be on my own
and I won't call you up on the phone
Hey, tell me baby - are you doin' okay
if you ever need me, I'll sure be on my way
But don't teach me morals
Though the thought is good and kind
Live your life your own way
and I'm gonna live mine
Oh, I love to be on my own
and I won't call you up on the phone
The one you need
Lyrics/Music: Rune Hauge
If you're ever down and out
And there's nothing left but doubt
Call on me
'cause I want to be the one you need
If I were the river
running through your land
Drink off me
'cause I want to be the one you need
I want to be the one
standing on your land
Take me in
'cause I want to be your man
Sweet dreams come soon
Lyrics/Music: Rune Hauge
Late in the evening, the rain is pouring down
over this old town
Out of nowhere you hear the cats
fighting for their homes
In the dark a boy stands alone
Freezing to his bones
Nobody sees him, nobody knows him
He finds a dry spot somewhere in the dark
Picks up a piece of bread
That's all that he's got
Moves around trying to warm up his feet
Touching the lamp on the wall
for the feel of the heat
The moon is breaking through
Just another night on the street
He can't get no sleep
Watch those cat's eyes in the dark
dancing just like candles in the night
Hear how the wolves are howling at the moon
Sweet dreams please come soon
As the morning comes and the town wakes up
Got to move along before somebody calls the cops
Frozen fingers trying to roll a smoke
I say this, this is hard life
It sure ain't no joke
Tell me what has this poor kid done
Just another night on the street
He can't get no sleep
Peggy Gordon
Lyrics/Music: Traditional
Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit ye down, love, upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee
I wish I was away in Ingow
Far across the briney sea
Sailing over the stormy ocean
With love nor care never bothering me
I put my head to a cask of brandy
It was my fancy I do declare
For when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
And wishing that Peggy Gordon was there
Oh I'll go down to some lonesome valley
Where no man on earth shall e'er me find
Where the pretty little small birds do range their voices
And every moment blows blosterous wind
Songbird
Lyrics/Music: Jesse Winchester
Songbird in a golden cage
She'd prefer the blue
How I crave the liquor of her song
Poor bird who has done no harm
What harm could she do
She shall be my prisoner her life long
My songbird wants her freedom
Now don't you think I know
But I can't find it in myself
To let my songbird go
I just can't let her go
Oh Lord, when your jeweller's eye
Peers into my soul
Oh Lord, I am overcome with shame
Take me, Lord, and purify
Heal me with your word
Oh, I beg a gift I dare not claim
My songbird wants her freedom
Now don't you think I know
But I can't find it in myself
To let my songbird go
I just can't let her go
Lily of the west
Trad.
When first I came to Louisville
some pleasure there to find
A damsel there from Lexington
was pleasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips
like arrows pierced my breast
The name she bore was Flora
the lily of the west.
I courted lovely Flora
some pleasure for to find
But she turned to another man
which so distressed my mind
She robbed me of my liberty
deprived me of my rest
And oh, my lovely Flora
the lily of the west.
Way down in yonder shady grove
a man of high degree
Conversing with my Flora there
Which seemed so strange to me
And the answer that she gave to him
it so did me oppress
I was betrayed by Flora
the lily of the west.
I stepped up to my rival
A dagger in my hand
I seized him by the collar
Boldly made him stand
All in my desperation
I pierced him through his breast
All this for lovely Flora
the lily of the west.
I had to stand a trial
I had to make my plea
They placed me in the witness box
and then commenced on me
Although she swore my life away
deprived me of my rest
I love my faithless Flora
the lily of the west.
The moon's a harsh mistress
Lyrics/Music: Jimmy Webb
See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
Once a sun did shine
Lord, it felt so fine
The moon's a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my face
I tripped and missed my stars
And I fell and fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own
Blue moon
Lyrics/Music: Rune Hauge
Blue Moon, tell me your secret
Tell me where she's gone
Give me a reason for her sorrow
Show me where to roam
And for you I'll raise a flower
Blue Moon, you watch us in the darkest hour
Looking down into the deepest of our souls
You guide ships to land, take my boat to the shore
Where I can reach her hand
Far out on the sea, lost in the fog
My thoughts are with you - see me through
Blue Moon, show me the mountain to climb
Even if I have to cross the seven seas
You guide ships to land, take my boat to the shore
Where I can reach her hand
You guide ships to land, take my boat to the shore
So I can reach -
I can reach her hand
You ain't gonna get my old guitar
Lyrics/Music: Rune Hauge
You can take my shoes take my TV
take my telephone take'em all three
Take my chairs though they ain't brand new
Take my freezer and please take the dishes too
But there's one thing you ain't gonna get
I ain't givin' it away you bet
Together we've travelled far
Many places - many bars
You ain't gonna get my old guitar
You can knock on my door and ask for money
get mad and angry even funny
take what you find take your time
ain't no use cause I ain't got a dime
But there's one thing you ain't gonna get
I ain't givin' it away you bet
Together we've travelled far
Many places - many bars
You ain't gonna get my old guitar
Fair and Tender Ladies
Traditional
Come all you fair and tender
ladies
Take warning how you court your men
They're like a star on a summer morning
First they'll appear, and then they're gone
They'll tell to you some loving story
They'll they make you think they love you well
Then away they'll go to court some other
and leave you there in grief to dwell
Oh love is handsome love is charming
and love is pretty while it's new
But love grows cold as love grows old
and fades away like morning dew