The Mosam Skiffle Train

Twice Bitten Three Times Shy - Lyrics

1. John Henry
(Trad. / J. Innemee)

Well John Henry told his little woman
Gotta cook my supper soon
I got nineteen miles-a-track Iím goiní to line
Gonna line Ďm by the light of the moon Lord Lord
Gonna line Ďm by the light of the moon

Now John Henry told his captain
A man ainít nothiní but a man
But before I let your steamdrill beat me down
Gonna die with that hammer in my hand Lord Lord
Gonna die with that hammer in my hand

John Henry told his captain
A man ainít nothiní but a man
But before I let your steamdrill beat me down
Gonna die with a hammer in my hand Lord Lord
Die with a hammer in my hand

John Henry had a little woman
And the dress that she wore was red
Oh she started on track oh Lord she never looks back
Iím going where John Henry lies dead Lord Lord
Iím going where John Henry lies dead

Well John Henry went down to Arkansas
And they buried him in the sand
And the people from the east and the people from the west
Said ďsee thereís a steel driviní manĒ Lord lord
Said ďSee thereís a steel driviní manĒ

Well thereís some say heís from England
And thereís some say heís from France
Lord knows heís nothiní but a Louisiana man
Heís the leader of a steel driviní gang Lord Lord
Heís the leader of a steel driviní gang

2. Oh Monah
(Trad. / J. Innemee)

An old coloured preacher was sitting on a log - Oh Monah
Had his finger on the trigger and his eye on the hawk - Oh Monah
The gun went boom and the hawk went zzzip - Oh Monah
The preacher grabbed it with all his grip - Oh Monah

Oh Mona you shall be free, oh Lawdy Lawd
Oh Mona you shall be, yes you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free Lalalala lalalala

I was down behind the hen-house on my knees - Oh Monah
When I thought I heard a chicken sneeze - Oh Monah
It sneezed so hard with a wooping cough - Oh Monah
That it sneezed his head and his tail right off - Oh Monah

I was goin' down the road - Oh Monah
Had a tired team and a heavy load - Oh Monah
I cracked my whip and the leadhorse cowered - Oh Monah
And the hindwheels busted, the wagon toppled - Oh Monah

3. In The Evening
(Leroy Carr)

In the evening, in the evening, mamma when the sun goes down
In the evening, mamma when the the sun goes down
Ainít it lonesome, ainít it lonesome
When your mamma ainít in town
When the sun goes down

Well goodbye, all sweethearts and palls
Lord Iím on my way
I may be back to see you again
Guess some old rainy day
In the evening, in the evening
Mamma when the sun goes down
When the sun goes down

Well I love you, in the winter
and I love you in the fall
I love you in the winter
Love you all to the fall
But when itís late in the evening
Well I love you best of all
When the sun goes down

4. Putting On The Style
(Trad. / Cazden)

Sweet sixteen goes to church just to see the boys
Laughs and screams and giggles at every little noise
Turns her face a little, and turns her head a while
But everybody knows sheís only putting on the style

Putting on the agony, putting on the style
Thatís what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style
Young man in a hot rod car driving like heís mad
With a pair of yellow gloves he boroughed from his dad
Make it roar so lively just to see his girlfriend smile
But she knows that he is only putting on the style

Putting on the agony, putting on the style
Thatís what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style

Preacher in the pulpit roars with all his mind,
Sings Glory Halleluja, puts the folks all in a freight
And you may think itís Satan whoís coming down the aisle
Itís only a poor preacher boy thatís putting on the style

Putting on the agony, putting on the style
Thatís what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style

5. Bright Lights Big City
(Jimmy Reed)

Bright lights big city gone to my babyís head (2x)
I tried to tell the woman but she donít believe a word I said

Itís alright pretty baby, gonna need my help some day (2x)
Yaí gonna wish you had a listened to some a those things I said

Go ahead pretty baby, honey knock yourself out (2x)
I still love you baby cause you donít know what itís all about

6. Green Corn
(Trad. / J. Innemee)

All I want in this creation
Is a little wife and a big plantation
Green corn, come along Charly (2x)

Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

All I want in this creation
Is a little wife and a big plantation
Green corn, come along Charly (2x)

Wake snake the dayís a breakiní
Peas in the pot and whoís cake a baking
Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

Got two sons called Happy and Gravy
Oneís gonna plot and the otherís gonna save me
Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

Wake snake the dayís a breakiní
Peas in the pot and whoís cake a baking
Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

Got two sons called Happy and Gravy
Oneís gonna plot and the otherís gonna save me
Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

All I want in this creation
Is a little wife and a big plantation
Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

Got two sons called Happy and Gravy
Oneís gonna plot and the otherís gonna save me
Green corn, come along Charly (4x)

8. Little Red Rooster
(Willy Dixon)

I am a little red rooster too lazy to crow for day (2x)
Keep everything in the barnyard upset in every way

The dogs begin to bark and the hounds begin to howl (2x)
Watch out strange kin people the little red rooster is on the prowl

If you see my little red rooster please drive him home (2x)
Thereís been no peace in the barnyard since my little red roosterís been gone

9. Parlez nous a boire
(Dewey Balfa)

Va parlez nous a boire
Non pas du marriage
Toujours en regrettant
Les joli temps passťs

Si que tu marrie avec une jolie fille
Cíest dans les grands dangers
Quíil vont te la voler

Si que tu marrie avec une villaine fille
Cíest dans les grands dangers faudra
Tu fais ta vie avec

Si que tu marrie avec une fille bien pauvre
Cíest dans les grands dangers faudra
travailler tout la vie

Si que tu marrie avec une jolie fille
Cíest dans les grands dangers
Quíil vont te la voler

10. Sixteen Tons
(Merle Travis)

Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man is made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind thatīs weak and a back thatīs strong

You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter donīt you call me īcause I canīt go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one morning it was drizzlinī rain
Fighting and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an old mammalein
Ainít no goddamn woman gonna make me toe the line

I was born one morning when the sun didnīt shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the store boss said: ďwell bless my soulĒ

If you see me coming, better step aside
A lot of men didnīt, a lot of men died
One fist Ďs of iron the otherís of steel
If the right one donīt get you then the left one will

11. My Dixie Darling
(Carter)

My Dixie darling listen to the song I sing
Beneath the silvery moon with my banjo right in tune
I love no one but you, my heart is always true
My Dixie darling, my Dixie Belle

I just got back from out of town
I been rambliní round and round
I met lots of Southern Belles but I had no romance to tell
Itís been true as true can be
I swear that on my bended knees
Thereís no one half as swell as my Dixie Belle

My Dixie darling listen to the song I sing
Beneath the silvery moon with my banjo right in tune
I love no one but you, my heart is always true
My Dixie darling, my Dixie Belle

I like whiskey, I like gin
I like the horse when they win
Gambliní at Kentucky races I meet lots of pretty faces
But there is one thing I will bet
My Dixie gal is the prettiest yet
There is no one half as swell as my Dixie Belle

My Dixie darling listen to the song I sing
Beneath the silvery moon with my banjo right in tune
I love no one but you, my heart is always true
My Dixie darling, my Dixie Belle

Iím gonna marry, settle down
Settle down in a Southern town
Buy myself a small homestead, liviní in peace until Iím dead
There is no one half as swell
Listen again as I wanna tell
There is no one half as swell as my Dixie Belle

My Dixie darling listen to the song I sing
Beneath the silvery moon with my banjo right in tune
I love no one but you, my heart is always true
My Dixie darling, my Dixie Belle

12. Pay Me My Money Down
(Trad. / J. Innemee)

Pay me, pay me, pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

Think I heard my captain say
Pay me my money down
Tomorrow is my sailiní day
Pay me my money down

Wish I was Mr. Stevenís son
Pay me my money down
Sleep all day till the work was done
Pay me my money down

Wish I was Mr. Alfredís son
Pay me my money down
Iíd stay in the house and drink good rum
Pay me my money down

Wish I was a millionair
Pay me my money down
And on money I never care
Pay me my money down

13. The Grand Coulee Dam
(Woody Guthrie)

Well the world has seven wonders the travellers always tell
Some gardens and some towers, I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder is in Uncle Samís fair land
Itís the King Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam

She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide
Comes a-rumbling down the canyon to meet that salty tide
Of the white Pacific Ocean where the sun sets in the west
And the big grand Coulee country in the land I love the best

In the misty chrystal glitter, up the wind and windward spray
Men fought the pounding waters, and met a watery grave
She tore their boats to splinters, but she gave men dreams to dream
On the day that Coulee dam would cross that wild and wasted stream

Uncle Sam took up the challenge, in the year of 33
For the farmer and the factory, and for all of you and me
He said: ďRoll down to Columbia and ramble to the sea
But river while you rambling you can do some work for me

Now in Michigan and Oregon, you can hear the factories hum
Making chrome and making manganese and light aluminum
And there roars a mighty furnace now to fight for Uncle Sam
Spawned upon the King Columbia by the big Grand Coulee Dam

14. Song For Lonnie
(P. Houben / L. Eikelmann)

Take your guitar and play on forever
Pick up your banjo and light up the stars
The heavenly band will sound so much better
Skiffle from Venus to Mars

Lonnie o Lonnie, youíll never leave us
You gave us your music, your laughter, your soul
What ever happens, weíll always remember
Young hearts will never grow old

You brought the music back to the people
Never so simple, yet never so fine
You led the way to the top of the steeple
The end of the Rock Island Line

Take your guitar and play on forever
Pick up your banjo and light up the stars
The heavenly band will sound so much better
Skiffle from Venus to Mars

Lonnie o Lonnie, youíll never leave us
You gave us your music, your laughter, your soul
What ever happens, weíll always remember
Young hearts will never grow old

You brought the music back to the people
Never so simple, yet never so fine
You led the way to the top of the steeple
The end of the Rock Island Line

16. Big Rock Candy Mountain
(Trad. / P. Houben)

One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking, and he saidĒboys Iím not turning
Iím headed for a land thatís far away. beside the crystal fountains
So come with me, weíll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountains.Ē

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,thereís a land thatís fair and bright,
Where the hand-outs grow on bushes, and you sleep out every night,
Where the boxcars all are empty, and the sun shines every day,
On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees,
The lemonade springs where the blue bird sings
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In The Big Rock Candy Mountains all the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmerís trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay
Oh Iím bound to go, where there ainít no snow,

Where the rain donít fall, the winds donít blow,
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mauntains, you never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol, come a-trickling down the rocks,

The brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind,
Thereís a lake of stew and of whiskey too,
You can paddle all around Ďem in a big canoo,
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In The Big Rock Candy Mountains the jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in
There ainít no short-handled shovels, no axes, saws or picks
Iím a-goiní to stay, where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk, that invented work
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain

Iíll see you all this cominí fall in The Big Rock Candy Mountains

Last update: 11-12-2004.
Copyright © 2004 Theo Solberg. All rights reserved.
Lyrics used by permission.