: (Natalie Merchant) Where in the hell can you go far from the things that you know Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way about
: (V. Morrison, P. Moloney) I wished I had you in Carrickfergus, Only for nights in Ballygrand, I would swim over the deepest ocean, The deepest ocean
: (Traditional) There was a wealthy merchant, In London he did dwell He had a lovely daughter, The truth to you I'll tell Oh the truth to you I'll tell
: (Bob Dylan) Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground With an iron
: (Traditional, arranged and adapted by Joan Baez) If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare
: (Traditional) Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side And in her right hand a silver dagger, She says that
: (Steve Earle) I woke up this mornin' and none of the news was good And death machines were rumblin' 'cross the ground where Jesus stood And the man
: (B. Dylan) You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your
: (Greg Brown) Coldest night of the winter working up my farewell In the middle of everything under no particular spell I am dreaming of the mountains
: (M. Huffman, W. Guthrie) The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps They're flying you back to