Share page | Visit Us On FB |
American Ballads and Folk Songs
They came to burn Lawrence, they came not to stay. Jim Lane he was up at the break of the dayj He saw them a-coming and got in a fright, Then crawled in a corncrib to get out of sight.
Oh, Quantrell's a fighter, a bold-hearted boy, A brave man or woman he'll never annoy, He'd take from the wealthy and give to the poor, For brave men there's never a bolt to his door.
SAM HALL* |
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
Oh, my name it is Sam Hall, it is Sam Hall,
Yes, my name it is Sam Hall, it is Sam Hall}
Yes, my name it is Sam Hall, and I hate you one and all,
Yes, I hate you one and all, God damn your eyes.
*Tune and words from Professor Arthur D. Brodeur, a, developed by that ^ «^^ "The Adventure Campfire Club," Berkeley, California. No other *roup can smg this song of a British bad man as does this happy company.
[ 133] |
||