Lonesome Road Blues

I’m going down this road feeling bad,
I’m going down this road feeling bad.
I’m going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord,
And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

I’m way down in jail on my knees,
I’m way down in jail on my knees.
I’m way down in jail on my knees, Lord, Lord,
And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

They feed me on cornbread and beans,
They feed me on cornbread and beans.
They feed me on cornbread and beans, Lord, Lord,
And I ain’t gonna be treated this a-way.

Two

Little Sadie

Little Birdie

Little birdie, little birdie
Come and sing to me your song.
I’ve a short time for to be here
And a long time to be gone.

I’d rather be in some dark holler
Where the sun don’t ever shine
Than to see you with another
And to know that you’d never be mine.

Married woman, married woman
Why don’t you settle down
You are like a little birdie
A-flyin’ all around.

I don’t want your greenback dollar
I don’t want your watch and chain
All I want is your heart darlin’
Won’t you take me back.

Little birdie,

Katy Cline

Chorus:
Tell me that you love me Katy Cline,
Tell me that your love is true as mine,
Tell me that you love your own turtle dove,
Tell me that you love me Katy Cline.

Oh who does not know Katy Cline?
She lives at the foot of the hill.
In a sly little nook by the cool shady brook
That runs by her dear old father’s mill. (Chorus)

Away from a little cabin home,
Away from a little cabin home,
There’s no one to weep and there’s no one to morn,
And there’s no one to love

Katie Dear

Oh Katie dear go ask your mother,
If you can be a bride of mine.
If she says yes, come back and tell me,
If she says no, we’ll run away.

Oh Willie dear I cannot ask her,
She’s in her room taking a rest.
And by her side is a silver dagger,
To slay the man that I love best.

Oh Katie dear go ask your father,
If you can be a bride of mine.
If he says yes come back and tell me,
If he says no, we’ll run away,

Oh Willie dear I cannot ask

Just Over in the Gloryland

I’ve a home prepared where the saints abide,
Just over in the gloryland.
And I long to be by my Savior’s side,
Just over in the gloryland.

Chorus:
Just over (over) in the gloryland,
I’ll join (yes join) the happy angel band,
Just over in the gloryland.
Just over (over) in the gloryland,
There with (yes with) the mighty host I’ll stand,
Just over in the gloryland.

I am on my way to those mansions fair,
Just over in the glory land,
There to sing God’s praise and His glory share,
Just over in the

John Henry

John Henry was a little bitty boy,
Sittin’ on his Mama’s knee.
Picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel,
“Hammer’ll be the death of me,
Hammer’ll be the death of me.”

John Henry went upon the mountain,
Come down on the other side.
The mountain was so tall, John Henry was so small,
He laid down his hammer and he cried,”Oh, Lord,”
He laid down his hammer and he cried.

John Henry was on the right hand,
That steam drill was on the left.
“Before your steam drill beats me down,
I’ll hammer my fool

I’ve Just Seen the Rock of Ages

by John Preston

I was standing by the bedside,
Where my feeble mother lay.
When she called me close beside her,
And I thought I heard her say.

Chorus:
I’ve just seen the rock of ages,
Jacob’s ladder hanging down.
I’ve just crossed the river of Jordan,
Now, my son, I’m homeward bound.

As we gathered all around her,
The tears begin to fill our eyes.
Then she called me close beside her,
Whispered softly her good-bye. (Chorus)

Pine breeze blowing ‘cross the mountain,
Where forever she will lay.
There she’ll rest beside

I Am a Pilgrim

Chorus:
I am a pilgrim and a stranger,
Traveling though this wearisome land.
I’ve got a home in that yonder city, good Lord,
And it’s not (good Lord it’s not) not made by hand.

I’ve got a mother, a sister and a brother,
Who have gone on before.
And I’m determined to go and meet them, good Lord,
Over on that other shore. (Chorus)

As I go down to the river of Jordan,
Just to ease my troubled soul.
If I could touch but the hem of His garment, good Lord,
I do believe it would