Category: Song Lyrics

Columbus Stockade Blues

Way down in Columbus, Georgia,
Want to be back in Tennessee.
Way down in Columbus stockade,
My friends have turned their back on me.

Chorus:
Go and leave me if you wish to,
Never let me cross your mind.
In your heart you love another,
Leave me darling I don’t mind.

Many a night with you I’ve rambled,
Many an hour I’ve spent with you.
Thought I’d gained your heart forever,
Though you have proved false to me. (Chorus)

Last night while I lay sleeping,
I dreamed I held you in my arms.
When I awoke I

Colleen Malone

© by Pete Goble & Leroy Drumm,
Brandykeg Publishing (BMI) Used by Permission

It’s been ten years and three since I first went to sea,
Since I sailed from old Ireland and home,
But those hills lush and green were a part of my dreams,
When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone.

On the day I returned to my sorrow I learned,
That the angels had called her away,
To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill,
That’s the place where she’s sleeping today.

Chorus:
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go,
Past the

Bury Me Beneath the Willow

My heart is sad and I am lonely
For the only one I love,
When shall I see her, oh, no never,
‘Til we meet in heaven above.

Chorus:
Oh bury me beneath the willow,
Under the weeping willow tree,
So she will know where I am sleeping,
And perhaps she’ll weep for me.

She told me that she dearly loved me
How could I believe her untrue.
Until the angels softly whispered,
She will prove untrue to you.

Tomorrow was our wedding day
God, oh God where can she be?
She’s out a-courtin’ with

Buffalo Gals

Black-Eyed Susie

I got drunk, I got boozy,
I went home with Black-Eyed Susie.

Black-Eyed Susie’s long and lean,
Prettiest girl I ever seen.

Chorus:
Hey! Black-Eyed Susie,
Ho! Black-Eyed Susie,
Hey! Black-Eyed Susie
Ho!

Black-Eyed Susie went to town,
All she wore was a gingham gown.

Black-Eyed Susie’s long and tall,
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall. (Chorus)

Hey old man I want your daughter,
To chop my wood and carry my water.

Black-Eyed Susie lives in a holler,
She won’t come and I won’t call her. (Chorus)

All I want in this creation,
Pretty

by Ola Belle Reed, © Midstream Music (BMI). Used by Permission.

As I looked at the valleys down below,
They were green just as far as I could see.
As my memory turned, oh how my heart did yearn,
For you and the days that used to be.

Chorus:
High on a mountain, wind blowin’ free,
Thinkin’ about the days that used to be.
High on a mountain, standing all alone,
Wonderin’ where the years of my life have flown.

Oh I wonder if you ever think of me,
Or if time has blotted out your memory
As I listen

My old hen’s a good old hen,
She lays eggs for the railroad men
Sometimes one, sometimes two
Sometime enough for the whole dang crew

Cluck old hen, cluck and squall
You ain’t laid an egg since ‘way last Fall
Cluck old hen, cluck and sing
You ain’t laid an egg since ‘way last Spring

My old hen, she won’t do
She lays eggs and taters too
First time she cackled, she cackled in the lot
Next time she cackled, she cackled in the pot

I had a little hen, she had a wooden leg
Best darn hen that ever