The sheep's in the meadow and the kye is in the corn Thou lies ower lang in thy bed, bonny at morn The sheep's in the meadow and the kye is in the corn
How many roads must a man walk down Before they call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? And how many times
I often sit and wonder Why I appeal to men How many times I blunder In love and out again They offer me devotion I like it I confess When I reflect emotion
The torch I carry is handsome It's worth its heartache in ransom And when the twilight steals I know how the lady in the harbour feels When I want rain
you see Son, and none of what you hear But I can't help being confused If it's true please tell me dear Do you plan to let me go For the other guy you
her smile becomes a smirk I go to work Love for sale Appetising young love for sale Love that's fresh and still unspoiled Love that's only slightly soiled Love for
Doon Coolin's face the night is sailing, The banshee croons her note of wailing; My blue eyen wi' sorrow are streaming, For I noo will never return MacCrimmon
I was always there, right on the job They used to tell me I was building a dream With peace and glory ahead Why should I be standing in line Just waiting for
I'm in love with a man But the girl that he loves isn't me I'll never see him again, And that's how it has to be The party's over It's time to call
What did the wife of the soldier get From the ancient city of Prague? From Prague she got the linen shirt It matched her skirt did the linen shirt That
If it takes forever I will wait for you For a thousand summers I will wait for you 'Till you're back beside me, 'till I'm holding you 'Till I hear you
Hush a bye, don't you cry, Go to sleepy little baby When you awake, you will have cake, And all the pretty little horses. Black and bay, dapple and gray
I read the news today, oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well, I just had to laugh I saw the photograph
speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin And there's no telling who that it's naming Cos the loser now will be later to win For the times they are
Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today
ourselves) Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves) home We struggled hard all of our lives to get by She's leaving home after living alone For so many
at the door that speakin' so kindly 'Tis the voice of your wifie, ca'd Jeanie by name Come in by my dearie and sit down beside me It's time enough yet for
in darkness to hide our wrong You and me at the dark end of the street You and me I know time's gonna take it's toll We have to pay for the love we stole
