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Don't let your deal go down, little girl
Don't let your deal go down
Don't let your deal go down, little girl
Til your last gold dollar is gone
I've been around this whole wide world
I just got back today
I've played at cards with the king and the queen
The ace, the deuce, the tre
Don't let your deal go down, little girl
Don't let your deal go down
Don't let your deal go down, little girl
Til your last gold dollar is gone
Where did you get them high-button shoes
Dress that you wear so fine
I got my shoes from an engineer
And my dress from a driver in the mine
Don't let your deal go down, little girl
Don't let your deal go down
Don't let your deal go down, little girl
Til your last gold dollar is gone
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East Virginia
04:12
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I was born and raised in East Virginia
North Carolina I did go
There I met the prettiest little maiden
Her name and age I did not know
Her hair it was a light brown color
Her cheeks they were a ruby red
But on her breast she wore white lillies
Where I longed to lay my head
I'd rather be in some dark holler
Where the sun would never shine
Than to see her with another
And to know she'd never be mine
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Born in the Desert
05:06
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I was born in the desert and raised at sea.
Had everything I need but water to drink.
My head's in heaven and my feet on the ground,
Ain't got time for settling down.
Got everything I need but nowhere to stay.
Listen can you hear what the Katydids say?
Ain't got time for fooling with you.
Gonna find out if you've been true.
Listen can't you hear what the Katydids say?
I wrote you a letter and mailed it today.
Gonna find out if you been true.
If y'ain't I know what I've got to do.
I wrote my Katy a letter to say:
I've been everywhere I'm coming home to stay.
If I can't come home I'll keep traveling round
With my head in heaven and my feet on the ground.
I been everywhere a man could be.
I was born in the desert and raised at sea.
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Ice Age
06:39
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Let's go out on the solid sea
Ice crack ping greets submarine
Frost on our eyelashes
Frost in our hair
Blackbirds circle everywhere
Don't take a walk on the frozen creek
The water's shallow but the cold runs deep
Frostbitten fingers
Frost flowered toes
How many blackbirds
No one knows
Went for a swim in the glacier lake
The ice is melted how long did it take
Your eyes as deep
Your eyes as blue
Blackbird eyes
See right through
We'll sleep under the frozen sea
Breathe slow like the submarine
Ice in our lungs
Ice in our throat
Blackbirds gone
Blackbird goes
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My Own True Love
05:05
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As I walked out one morning late
A drinking of sweet wine.
I thought my heart would almost break
For the girl I left behind.
Farewell, farewell, my own true love.
Farewell, farewell, for awhile.
I go away; I'll come again
If it be ten thousand miles.
Ten thousand miles, my own true love.
I hope it never will be.
For the leaving you, my own true love
Will be the death of me.
I wish to god I never was born,
Or died when I was young.
Or never did kiss your ruby red lips
Or heard your flattering tongue.
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Fencepost
07:41
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Such bitter winds blow
And we've heard it all day.
There's nothing between these fencepost rows
To make the dirt decide to stay.
Last spring when we pruned the roses,
Red snow on the ground.
Put my ear to a fencepost
Couldn't hear a sound.
And now there's a light rain falling,
Everything's gonna be fine.
Except maybe now we're wishing
It would all be dry.
And now there's a light rain falling,
Everything's gonna be fine.
Except maybe now we're wishing
It would be all day, be all night.
Wire stretched between fenceposts.
Wire stretched on the wall.
Talking to a nail in a fencepost;
Talking at the wall.
This fall when I plow the fields under
I'll be thinking only of you:
Shadow shaped from flock of starling
Flying south, too.
And now there's a light rain falling,
Everything's gonna be fine.
Except maybe now we're wishing
It would all be dry.
And now there's a light rain falling,
Everything's gonna be fine.
Except maybe now we're wishing
You could stay all day, stay all night.
Wrap up my troubles in a cloth
And tie it round my waist.
I'm gonna go for a long long walk.
Be gone a hundred days.
And now there's a light rain falling,
Everything's gonna be fine.
Except maybe now we're wishing
It would all be dry.
Nobody got nothing to say
That ain't better shown or done.
Here, let me demonstrate:
Gotta go. Gotta run.
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Bowling Green Green
07:13
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Wish I was in bowlin' green
Settin' in a big armchair
One arm round my whiskey barrel
T'other round my dear
If you see that man of mine
Tell him once for me
If he loves another gal
Yes I'll set him free
Wisht I was a bumblee
Sailin' through the air
Take my feller by the arm
Touch him if you dare
Wish I had a banjo string
Made of golden twine
Every tune I'd pick on it
Is wish that girl were mine
I'm going through this wide, wide world
I'm goin' through alone
I'm goin' through this wide, wide world
I ain't got no home
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Holland Hopson Tuscaloosa, Alabama
Holland Hopson is a sound and media artist, composer and improviser. He usually performs on clawhammer banjo and electronics. Holland often augments his instruments with custom-designed sensor interfaces and performs with his own highly responsive, interactive computer programs. Holland has performed in Australia, Europe and North America with notable experimental and outsider musicians. ... more
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