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Dens Of Yarrow `Judy Collins`

There were seven sons and two of them twins There were seven sons in Yarrow And they all did fight for their own true love In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow Oh mother dear, I dreamed a dream A dream of

The Holly And The Ivy (Live Version) `Judy Collins`

When they are both full grown, Of all trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown: O, the rising of the sun, And the running of the deer The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing in

The Bells Of Rhymney `Judy Collins`

Oh what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhymney Is there hope for the future Cry the brown bells of Merthyr Who made the mine owner Say the black bells of Rhondda And who robbed the miner

Wars Of Germany `Judy Collins`

Oh, woe be to the orders That marched my love away And woe be to the bitter tears I shed upon this day And woe be to the bloody wars Of high Germany For they've carried off my own true love Left a broken

Bottle Of Wine `Judy Collins`

Ramblin' around this dirty old town Singin' for nickels and dimes Times getting rough I ain't got enough To buy me a bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Leave

Sisters Of Mercy `Judy Collins`

Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song Oh I hope you

Joan Of Arc `Judy Collins`

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark no moon to keep her armour bright no man to get her through this very smoky night She said, I'm tired of the war I want the

Masters Of War `Judy Collins`

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see

Story Of Isaac `Judy Collins`

voice was very cold He said, "I've had a vision And you know I'm strong and holy I must do what I've been told" So he started up the mountain I was running, he was walking And his axe was made of

In The Hills Of Shiloh `Judy Collins`

Have you seen Amanda Blaine in the hills of Shiloh Wandering in the morning rain through the hills of Shiloh Have you seen her at her door listening for the cannon's roar And the man who went to war from

Salt Of The Earth `Judy Collins`

Let's drink to the hard working people Let's drink to the lowly of birth Raise your glass to the good and the evil Let's drink to the salt of the earth Say a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare

Secret Gardens `Judy Collins`

"My grandmother's house is still there But it isn't the same A plain wooden cottage A patch of brown lawn And a fence that hangs standing And sighing in the Seattle rain I drive by with strangers And wish

Hard Lovin' Loser `Judy Collins`

He's the kind of guy Puts on a motorcycle jacket And he weighs about A hundred and five He's the kind of surfer Got a ho daddy haircut And you wonder how He'll ever survive He's the kind of frogman Wearing

Democracy (New Recording) `Judy Collins`

the homeless From the ashes of the gay Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming through a crack in the wall On a visionary flood of alcohol From the staggering account Of the Sermon on the Mount Which

Let It Be `Judy Collins`

When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let

Holly Ann `Judy Collins`

thread travels Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars She sings and sighs as the shuttle flies Through the yarn like a Kerry dancer Pink and purple velvet red for a lover's bed Living north of

City Of New Orleans `Judy Collins`

Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.

The Fallow Way `Judy Collins`

I'll learn to love the fallow way When winter draws the valley down And stills the rivers in the storm And freezes all the little brooks Time when our steps slow to the song Of falling flakes and crackling

Battle Hymn of the Republic (Album Version) `Judy Collins`

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth

The Last Thing On My Mind `Judy Collins`

Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand. Are you goin' away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind?

Christ Child Lullaby `Judy Collins`

My love, my pride, my treasure, O My wonder new and pleasure, O My son, my beauty, ever You Who am I to bear You here The cause of talk and tale am I The cause of greatest fame am I The cause of proudest

Blackbird `Judy Collins`

Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Black bird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes

The Rising Of The Moon `Judy Collins`

O'Farrell Tell me why you're hurrying so Hush my boy oh hush and listen And his eyes were all aglow I bear orders from the captain Get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together At the rising of

The First Noel (Live Version) `Judy Collins`

Noel Noel Noel Noel born is the King of Israel.

Morning Has Broken `Judy Collins`

the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the word Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dew fall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of

Last Thing On My Mind `Judy Collins`

It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand Are you goin' away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace

Albatross `Judy Collins`

the sea she finds the weather fine She hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard All the way from town She watches seagulls fly Silver on the ocean stitching through the waves The edges of

The Twelve Days Of Christmas (Live Version) `Judy Collins`

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree. On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

In The Heat Of The Summer `Judy Collins`

In the heat of the summer When the pavements were burning The soul of a city was ravaged in the night After the city sun was sinkin' Now no one knows how it started Why the windows were shattered But deep

Bread And Roses `Judy Collins`

Bread and Roses As we come marching, marching, in the beauty of the day, A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill-lofts gray Are touched with all the radiance that a sudden sun discloses, For